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We were sent among the first To fight the wounds, the heat, the thirst Still, with hate we unify To watch you bleed and help you die Oh, they say dead men tell no tales But your death tells me that you have failed Stripped to the bone And left here all alone Dead men tell no tales they say Well your death tells me you're away Six feet down you lay with your eyes closed So still, winsome sleep, so decomposed Stripped to the bone And left here all alone Stripped to the bone Stop! Greaves don't come more false than this So stop now, traveler, and piss We are superior to your men One of us can take out ten Letras de cancionesThere is no question if or when So go ahead piling sandbags Say farewell to your dog tags While we lean back counting our frags Stripped to the bone And left here all alone Stripped to the bone From Letras Mania