Stand at attention
Never to mention
The secrets that lie
In the hearts of the damned
Salute your superior
Mask your interior
Your soul to reflect
The turmoil at hand
Stifle your bleeding
Silence your pleading
At the sight of adversity
Your dignity thins
Your spirit is groaning
Incessantly moaning
Pray now for a savior
For forgiveness of sins
Your wounds remain open
Your last words unspoken
So easily broken
So easily broken
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