| The bones of the bodies serve as pillars to this scene
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| The corpses of the fallen sprawled so beautifully
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| The artist dead we put a bullet in his head
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| Now we paint with red
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| The only color in which we she’d
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| And death loves this war of ages
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| Seeing faces lacerated
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| Death loves this war of ages
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| Seeing faces lacerated
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| In this war we’re dying dying alone
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| The smoke from the pyres blankets this lone death bed
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| We’re finally leaving so says the dead
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| Rape me shake me break me on down
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| It’s been a long time a comin so take the crown
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| Death loves this war of ages
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| Seeing faces lacerated
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| Death loves this war of ages
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| Seeing faces lacerated
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| In this war we’re fighting fighting alone
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| Can you smell the honor or is it the flesh
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| This is what you condone
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| This is what you get
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| We annihilate all we don’t know
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| We keep shaking hands with the fucking devil
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| Take me bring me on down
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| Take me bring me down
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| I saw the man in the middle of the road
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| His gun it spoke to me
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| It smiled and showed
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| I shot a man in the middle of the road
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| I watched him dying there
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| I smiled alone
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| Die alone I hope you burn in hell
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| Die alone I hope you burn in hell
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| Die alone I hope you burn in hell
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| Die alone I hope you burn in hell
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| Die alone burn in hell
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| Die alone die alone and burn
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| Die alone and burn
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| Burn burn burn in hell
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| Burn burn burn in hell
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| Now you can burn in hell
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| Now you can burn in hell
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| Death loves this war of ages
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| Seeing faces lacerated
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| Death loves this war of ages
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| Seeing faces lacerated
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| In this war we’re dying dying alone |