| The sun never sets
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| The blood never dries
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| The selfless sacrifice
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| Of the butchers maligned
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| The sun never sets
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| The blood never dries
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| Lest we forget
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| The sun never sets
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| Teardrops never dry
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| This deathless bloodshed
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| Of the whetted knives
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| For your sons you never wept
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| The fruitless sacrifice
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| Of the master butchers
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| Never trusted in the dark
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| Pecuniary villeinage
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| A decaying realm to rapine and plunder
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| Like maggots colonizing
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| Contagious disease contaminating
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| Expansionist plague to pillage & conquer
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| The union of cruciate & saltire
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| The callous cruciate & saltire
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| To beneficiate the graveyard of empire
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| In the name of his tyrannical majesty
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| To serve the imperialist tragedy
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| A cruel serving sovereignty
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| A subjugating murderous monarchy
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| Recollections of the past, revised, laundered, tainted & poisoned
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| But I’ll raise a toast to the memory of those who served in the
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| West African squadron
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| Merciful overlords
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| In the name of diabolical oligarchy
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| In the kingdom of demise rules supremacy
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| Solipsistic crowned nobility
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| Stern reigning gunboat diplomacy
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| Recollections of the past, revised, condemn, taint & poison
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| But I’ll raise my glass to the memory of the wretches who
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| Served in the preventative squadron
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| I salute
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| Those who tugged at the master butcher’s apron strings
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| The sun never sets
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| The blood never dried
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| The fruitless sacrifice
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| Of the butchers benign
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| The sun it never sets
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| The blood never dries
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| Lest we forget
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| That the master butchers still whet their knives |