They go to War

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The dragons guard their prizes

The eagles soar

But when the sun rises

They go to war


The blood spreads through rivers

The wings scatter the ground

The sight shivers

While bodies lie around


None will choose a side

Peace or war

They just trust in lies

And so they are torn


The dragons guard their prizes

The eagles soar

But when the sun rises

They go to war


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