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these mist covered mountains / are a home now for me
but my home is the lowlands / and always will be
some day youll return to / your valleys and your farms
and youll no longer burn / to be brothers in arms

through these fields of destruction / baptisms of fire
ive watched all your suffering / as the battles raged higher
and though they did hurt me so bad / in the fear and alarm
you did not desert me / my brothers in arms

theres so many different worlds / so many differents suns
and we have just one world / but we live in different ones

now the suns gone to hell / and the moons riding high
let me bid you farewell / every man has to die
but its written in the starlight / and every line on your palm
were fools to make war / on our brothers in arms