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Kneel down when they tell you the traitor to adore |
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But do you really want to close your eyes? |
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Look at them and don't say a word |
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Look at the hypocrisy of honor and sacrifice itself |
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The greatest way forward is with enlightened men |
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But what do they really leave behind? |
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The figure of a god that already stinks like carrion |
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And a ridiculous belief of morality |
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The amazing dream that makes me destroy myself |
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So be it long live death mine and yours |
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May I be first to die |
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If I can take you with me |
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To the hell of the black dogs of Mexico |
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May I be first to die |
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Why does the enemy's corpse? |
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Why does it smell so good? |
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Marching through the deserts of a wasteland |
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May the sun of this forgotten land burn our skin |
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Why pardon and mercy? |
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Why trust in a stupid, senseless false redemption? |
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No more pity now I want to bury you a few ****ing feet underground |
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Get down on your knees |
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Get down on your knees corpses |
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Don't cast shadows don't |
