You wear battle ribbons on your chest - Your sword speaks for your pen.
They are symbolic of the best - ways of killing men.

It's life or death - dog eat dog - what else could you do?
It's a mandatory poker game - that you didn't want to lose.
And I can't help but to ask myself - does your conscience bother you?

A bayonet hangs on your wall - a blood-stained souveneir.
Forget the days of endless hell - relax and drink a beer.

It's life or death - dog eat dog - what else could you do?
Never think of armless men - or what you had to do.
But tell me - does your conscience bother you?

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