This is a war we live And the sides are drawn, sides are drawn And we're all wrapped up in fatigues And they wear us out, wear us out There is a storm
fighting) before the cell divides (keep marching) we'll both go down like toy soldiers. this is a war threats and picket lines (keep fighting) are forming around our beds (keep marching) and
Vertimas: Ketvirtadienis. Eitynės ir manevrus.