The Price Of Victory

Iork

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In the cold of night, under skies of flame
The marching shadows have no name
Steel meets flesh in fields of suffering
Where only the brave dare to go

Echoes of fear in every breath
Silent prayers dance with death
On the front lines, hearts turn to stone
Facing the fire, alone

Whispers of glory, creates in the dark
The blood on the floor leaves its mark

Brothers in arms, through fire and rain
Forged in battle, in endless pain
Victory calls, but the price is high
We fight to live or we die

In the ruined streets, hope disappears
But the will to resist will not wane
Against all odds we hold the line
For tomorrow's dawn, for a chance to shine

The roar of the cannons shakes the earth
In this war, how much is peace worth?

Brothers in arms, through fire and rain
Forged in battle, in endless pain
Victory calls, but the price is high
We fight to live or we die

Brothers in arms, through fire and rain
Forged in battle, in endless pain
Victory calls, but the price is high
We fight to live or we die