| Our cannons have more strength than yours
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| Our weapons take more lives than yours
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| Our soilders are obsessed with gore
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| Accepting of the hand were dealt
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| We kill until there’s nothing left
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| And we just want you to melt
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| Strength pride obsessed
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| We kill until there’s nothing left
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| And when they’re dead your ass is next!
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| We spit our beer upon your corpse
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| Without the slightest of remorse
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| With radioactive force!
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| No resistance to our radioactive force
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| We march until everything is scorched
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| Tired of the things you’ve done
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| Time is up no place to run
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| Streets run red with you blood
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| Fueled by our toxic thirst
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| You haven’t even seen the worst
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| Decimating every church
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| This town melts down
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| So does everything around
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| Victory’s a mushroom cloud
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| And when it’s done and nothings left
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| And your whole planet stinks of death
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| That’s when we’ll finally take a rest
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| The decimation of civilization is coming today
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| All is dead: punish the earth, march on the graves
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| Total destruction
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| Breathe in the air
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| Two worlds colide
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| All devastation through radiation
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| Everyone dies!
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| Our cannons have more strength than yours
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| Our weapons take more lives than yours
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| Our soilders are obsessed with gore
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| We spit our beer upon your corpse
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| Without the slightest of remorse
|
| With radioactive force!
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| No resistance to our radioactive force
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| We march until everything is scorched
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| The decimation of civilization is coming today
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| All is dead: punish the earth, march on the graves
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| Total destruction
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| Breathe in the air |