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Upon an isle
Of no escape
A carefree smile
Leaves mouths agape
Tactless deception and poor form
By a number they call 1
A free man weathers every storm
To bask again in British Sun
(Right now you’re quite unsure if I am friend or foe
I assure you that I know, I know)
To think of numbers big or small
In hell makes no difference at all
Still tides of heroes rise and fall
Dreams of fortune, dreams of flight
Dreams of ships sailed in the night
We live, we fight
To think of numbers big or small
In hell makes no difference at all
Still tides of heroes rise and fall
Dreams of fortune, dreams of flight
Dreams of flags raised in the night
We live, we fight
We live, we fight
