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Let them die now
Let the memorials gather grass
And the commemorations to be over for once and all
I wish all those dead men could lose their eternal youth
Beneath those fresh graves when their natural lifespan
Has ticked the zero hour since they will never grow old
It’s time to close-down the annual production line of new gravestones
And to shout that there is no honor in killing
No honor in war, no honor in death
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