| The sky is on fire burning black gold
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| Eyes of the west turn to east
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| Driven by greed and an urge to destroy
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| Merciless killing your own
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| Slave to the power, a slave to the gold
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| Ruthlessly ruling the east
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| Your reign of terror come to an end
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| Fighting your unholy war
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| Now you will pay we’ll charge you our way
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| Sooner or later we’ll get you
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| Don’t try to hide in your holes underground
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| Just like an insect we’ll smoke you right out
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| Night time primetime
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| Ancient legacy of crime
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| One day we will make you pay for
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| Night time primetime
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| Law and order pays the fine
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| Genocide you cannot justify
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| Chaos in east, disorder in west
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| Desert Storm is a go
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| Fighters are launched from the carriers at sea
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| Infantry coming your way
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| Armored brigades engaging their lines
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| Regain control of black gold
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| Your reign of terror will come to an end
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| Countdown to death we’re coming for you
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| Making our way through the desert
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| Soon you will pay for the pain that you caused
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| Captured or dead you will cause no more harm
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| Feet after feet mile after mile
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| Allies regaining control
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| Your cities in ruins a people in need
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| Still you go on as before
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| Feet after feet mile after mile
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| Allies returning the land
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| Hide underground as the coward you are
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| One day, we’re coming for you |