Disposable Heroes….

This is a classic song by Metallica

Soldier boy, made of clay
Now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son
But he served us well

Bred to kill, not to care
Do just as we say
Finished here, greetings death
He’s yours to take away

Back to the front
You will do what I say when I say
Back to the front
You will die when I say you must die
Back to the front

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