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A ledge over the open sea,
a piece of rusting metal,
can you tell me what price i need to pay,
just to drop my burden?
Once a boy in normal garments,
now a hero in golden glow,
can you tell me when my time will pass,
if everything is in vain?
Blood waters the ground below,
the battlefield hath empty,
can you see the end of the tunnel,
o'er the gaping pit?
The children lie still in bed,
their faces dyed white,
can you tell me now,
does this seem right?