| Merchant of death is on the loose and haunts you
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| he has stuck in his own hell and can’t break through
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| And when the man standing still
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| his hands are swept but that was the deal
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| Truce concluded and the war farewelled
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| Most poisonous weapon is coming in Travels in the bags, carried by the cross
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| Aid is the name of the game
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| All the people on this earth feel comfort
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| Yeah, we read like the devil reads the bible
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| Soon the world is shaking again
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| The gunman’s speech is about to begin
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| Beautiful words from the political cream
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| The outlaw is now taken in Eyewashed democracy cannot keep its feet
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| Without the backing on the weak
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| People will die but they’re far and away
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| So never mind bullets are blind
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| People will die but they’re far and away
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| So never mind bullets are blind
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| Lady liberty shakes at her base
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| Inexpressiveness on her face
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| Crawlers will crawl and the gauntlet is on We all playing our cards
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| Victory or not, does it matter because we all are struck
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| And we just can’t get out
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| People will die but they’re far and away
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| So never mind bullets are blind
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| People will die but they’re far and away
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| So never mind bullets are blind |