| Infidel, Imperial
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| Lust for blood, a blind crusade
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| Apocalyptic, we count the days
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| Bombs to set the people free
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| Blood to feed the dollar tree
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| Flags for coffins on the screen
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| Oil for the machine
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| Army of liberation
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| Gunpoint indoctrination
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| The fires of sedition
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| Fulfill the prophecy
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| Now you’ve got something to die for
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| Now you’ve got something to die for
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| Send the children to the fire
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| Sons and daughters stack the pyre
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| Stoke the flame of the empire
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| Live to lie another day
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| Face of hypocrisy,
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| Raping democracy
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| Apocalyptic
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| We count the days
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| We’ll never get out of this hole
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| Until we’ve dug our own grave
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| And drag the rest down with us
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| The burning home of the brave
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| Burn
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| Now you’ve got something to die for
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| Now you’ve got something to die for |