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Healing the Wounds of War - Tank
It came the day they went to town
Where the rebel men had held their ground
He sold his son for a bag of maize
And prayed to god for him to be saved
Forced to march under orders ** fuelled minds running wild
Despite their age they look much older
Fight as a soldier die as a child
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
Came the day of his escape from rebellion corruption murder rape
Forced to march under orders rebel force running wild
In uniform they look much older fight as a soldier die as a child
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
Healing the wounds of war so they will bleed no more
