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Armalite, street lights, night sights
Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter
Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll kill you
For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores
Boys baptized in war, boys baptized in war

Morphine, chill scream, bad dream
Serving as numbers on dog tags, flak rags, sand bags
Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen
Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep
The wounds that burn so deep, burn so deep

Your mother sits on the edge of the world
When the cameras start to roll,
Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold
Your father drains another beer, he's one of the few that cares
Crawling behind a Saracen's hull from the safety of his living room chair

Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons

And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the Tricolor
I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die
Asking questions, pleading answers
From the nameless faceless watchers
That parade the carpeted corridors of Whitehall

Who orders desecration, mutilation
Verbal masturbation in the guarded bureaucratic wombs
Minister, Minister care for your children
Order them not into damnation
To eliminate those who would trespass against you
For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory for ever and ever

Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen

Halt who goes there
Death
Approach friend

You're just another coffin, on its way down the Emerald Isle
When your children's stony glances mourn
Your death in a terrorist's smile
The bomber's arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves
Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell

Forgotten sons, forgotten sons

From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash
But remember, Monday signings went from door to door you dash
On the news a nation mourns you unknown soldier count the cost
For a second you'll be famous but labeled posthumous

Forgotten son, forgotten son, forgotten son, forgotten son
They're still forgotten, they're still, still forgotten
Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child
Just another forgotten son
Armalite, street lights, night sights   Searching the roofs for a sniper, a viper, a fighter   Death in the shadows he'll maim you, he'll wound you, he'll kill you   For a long forgotten cause, on not so foreign shores   Boys baptized in war, boys baptized in war      Morphine, chill scream, bad dream   Serving as numbers on dog tags, flak rags, sand bags   Your girl has married your best friend, loves end, poison pen   Your flesh will always creep, tossing turning sleep   The wounds that burn so deep, burn so deep      Your mother sits on the edge of the world   When the cameras start to roll,   Panoramic viewpoint resurrect the killing fold   Your father drains another beer, he's one of the few that cares   Crawling behind a Saracen's hull from the safety of his living room chair      Forgotten sons, forgotten sons, forgotten sons      And so as I patrol in the valley of the shadow of the Tricolor   I must fear evil, for I am but mortal and mortals can only die   Asking questions, pleading answers   From the nameless faceless watchers   That parade the carpeted corridors of Whitehall      Who orders desecration, mutilation   Verbal masturbation in the guarded bureaucratic wombs   Minister, Minister care for your children   Order them not into damnation   To eliminate those who would trespass against you   For whose is the kingdom, the power, the glory for ever and ever      Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen, Amen      Halt who goes there   Death   Approach friend      You're just another coffin, on its way down the Emerald Isle   When your children's stony glances mourn   Your death in a terrorist's smile   The bomber's arm placing fiery gifts on the supermarket shelves   Alley sings with shrapnel detonate a temporary hell      Forgotten sons, forgotten sons      From the dole queue to the regiment a profession in a flash   But remember, Monday signings went from door to door you dash   On the news a nation mourns you unknown soldier count the cost   For a second you'll be famous but labeled posthumous      Forgotten son, forgotten son, forgotten son, forgotten son   They're still forgotten, they're still, still forgotten   Peace on earth and mercy mild, Mother Brown has lost her child   Just another forgotten son