| To hold a pen is to be at war
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| A calculated science of destruction
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| Consensual disarmament, dismembered
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| A campaign for the Armageddon
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| Bombs to Baghdad, Bayji, and Fallujah
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| Consensual dismemberment, disarmed
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| A call to arms in the key of rapture echoing through time
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| Young men coal hardened faces testing their resolve
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| They were taught discipline to see the battle through
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| From deep mines to the front lines
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| Centurions must sacrifice their lives
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| The dogs of war are pining for the corpses
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| Of soldiers marching ever forward
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| Consensual disarmament, dismembered
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| Dues will be paid and graves will be dug
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| For your sons and your daughters
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| My cousin now martyred
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| Consensual dismemberment, disarmed
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| A call to arms in the key of rapture echoing through time
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| Young men coal hardened faces testing their resolve
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| They were taught discipline to see the battle through
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| From deep mines to the front lines
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| Centurions must sacrifice their lives
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| I’ll crawl through the rubble
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| And scream to the heavens
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| Our mantra until we die
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| Montani Semper Liberi
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| Montani Semper Fi |