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I have to go To fight a war I have to go But I'll return There is a sorrow creeping on a lonely soul Sitting a raven on a statue of Aphrodite Buzzards and doves Buzzards and doves I have to go A call to arms I have to go But I'll return When all the battles are won There is a grey cloud with a terrible face Menacing eyes and scowling jawls A feeding vulture A bird of paradise Buzzards and doves Buzzards and doves I have to go But never leave I have to go But you are with me In all the battles won In the peace of a soldier marching home I have to go But I'll return Buzzards and doves Buzzards and doves And me a crow Fighting for a soul
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 3:27 PM UTC
Buzzards And Doves
I have to go To fight a war I have to go But I'll return There is a sorrow creeping on a lonely soul Sitting a raven on a statue of Aphrodite Buzzards and doves Buzzards and doves I have to go A call to arms I have to go But I'll return When all the battles are won There is a grey cloud with a terrible face Menacing eyes and scowling jawls A feeding vulture A bird of paradise Buzzards and doves Buzzards and doves I have to go But never leave I have to go But you are with me In all the battles won In the peace of a soldier marching home I have to go But I'll return Buzzards and doves Buzzards and doves And me a crow Fighting for a soul
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 3:27 PM UTC
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