| I am the healer of all diseases
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| I push my drug in this world
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| Strategic torment and fake relief
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| The tricky strings that I pull
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| With infantry blood and mothers' tears
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| I wash the hands of this court
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| I believe in nothing, believe in no release
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| As darkness rises without fire, war is the remedy
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| I breed the hunger and spread the thirst
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| I burn the wheat that I sow
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| Embodied essence of contradiction
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| I bend the steel that I forge
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| I am the answer to every need
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| I am the minister of war
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| I believe in nothing, believe in no release
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| As darkness rises without fire, war is the remedy
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| «Nihil de eorum sententia dicturus sum
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| Qui turpissinam servitutem deditionis nomine appellant»
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| «Animi est ista mollitia non virtus
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| Paulisper inopiam ferre non posse
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| Qui se ultro morti offerant tacilius reperiuntur
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| Quam qui dolorem patienter ferant»
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| Burn this world to the ground
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| Tear down whatever you encounter, exterminate all
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| And make no prisoners or slaves, kill’em, destroy their heritage
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| For every soldier falling down behead ten of them
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| As the only order is to maraud ‘till we dominate
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| Inflamed with the anthem you will rise, slay without mercy the enemy
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| I am the bleeding, I am the scar
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| I cauterize through my sword
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| Perpetual fire that darkens stars
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| As I’m the rise, I am the fall |