| All hail the tip of the spear
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| The misguided, unyielding force
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| Unleashed abroad a foreign nightmare of pain
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| Is this what we want for ourselves?
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| Creep, crawl under your sheets
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| Sneak its way through the back door
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| Unaffected till we are affected
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| Then we push for war, then we push for more
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| Then we push for war
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| Ravenous and racing forward
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| Never looking back, we kill more than we need
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| Knives out, we bare our teeth
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| Strength and pain are what rules the world
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| End of days and we’re racing to red lights
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| Does that make sense to anyone else?
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| Deny any wrongdoing
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| Pass the buck and then fake some more blame
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| Life’s a circle then we all reap the whirlwind
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| Then we push for war, then we push for more
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| Then we push for war
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| Ravenous and racing forward
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| Never looking back, we kill more than we need
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| Gluttonous we feed our power
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| Never looking back, we kill more than we need
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| What goes around comes around
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| And around and around
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| And hateful young men
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| Turn to old hateful men
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| What goes around comes around
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| And around and around
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| And hateful young men
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| Turn to old dead men
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| Ravenous and racing forward
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| Never looking back, we kill more than we need
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| Gluttonous we feed our power
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| Never looking back, we kill more than we need
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| We kill more than we need |