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At dawn he rides, the fleet sets sail, the tanks will roll, when Mars screams |
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Across the world, our children wake, abandoned offspring, writhing there |
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Choked by the hidden hand of God |
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The swansong is on his lips, an albatross hangs from his red neck |
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The doves are dead, the hawks are free, to propagate the burdens of empire |
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What eyes have seen the world |
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From well-worn knees |
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Where corpses lay at soldier's feet |
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Conquistadores-God Speed! |
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The Prophet and the angel |
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Inside his oval lair |
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She whispers to his empty head |
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"Conquistador...war is peace" |
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As infidels in Eden's garden...we'll tear out the serpent's eyes |
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"A class filth infested, the heathen of the Holy Land |
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We'll trample, stomp, and segregate them |
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Their God is dead-infected, they're rats within our shrines |
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Conquistador...why would I die?" |
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Have another drink of wine |
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Toast it to the terrorist |
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You're brother in each other's arms |
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Doppelgangers in distress |
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The clash of the fools, he arrives |
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Blinded and faith-martyred |
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Cleansed and reborn |
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As the suicide crusader with the passion of Christ armed |
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In the shadow of the crescent moon |
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The crucifix shines in its petrol graveyard |
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In what God's name shall they rule? |
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The Cowboy and Caliphate in love with each other. |
