| Casting shadows on a greenish mud
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| I’ll cross the plains of dawn
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| Foul stench and open wounds
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| A baleful crushing storm
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| Only creeping death contest
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| For those who never lived
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| Blood cannot bear reality
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| Heaven is out of reach
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Heretics send to banishment
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| Where there is no return
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| The truth keeps calling us to hell
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| The axe came breaking down
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| Who’ve send us all that misery
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| The prophets mesmerized
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| Shining bones indicates what has been
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| Hate passing through the lines
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| We got no choice
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| In a world of anarchy
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| Taking up the guns
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| No more philanthrophy
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| The flag raised on the mountain top
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| We killed for those who couldn’t kill
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| The bullets fly will never stop
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| We never shed a tear
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| The seed of hate across the land
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| Remains in fields and vaults
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| The price of freedom paid
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| Ideology deformed
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| Only creeping death contest
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| For those who never lived
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| Blood cannot bear reality
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| Heaven is out of reach
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war
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| Into the skies of war |