| Worms of the earth, rise in numbers
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| A silent night brings them upon us
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| Rising from the soil to torment the living
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| Torment the living
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| Gentlemen, our faith is wounded
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| And yes, we are wounded too
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| They’ve come out from the swamp
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| But we, we stand on both legs
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| They will roll over and over and over again
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| And another lonely pacifist lying in the sun
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| There is no ground control… MAYDAY!
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| Breathe not a word of this
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| Quiet, quiet confidence
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| The time has come to face this
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| We all must bear witness
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| The world will roll over and over and over again
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| And another lonely pacifist dying in the sun
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| I will not watch this
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| I will not watch this all come down
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| Careful boy, careful…
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| Absence of heart makes a boy, a man, a monster
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| Absence of heart makes a boy, a man, a monster
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| Absence of heart makes a boy, a man, a monster
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| Absence of heart makes a boy, a man, a monster! |