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Brother will kill brother spilling blood across the land |
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Killing for religion something |
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I don't understand |
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And fools like me, who cross the sea and come to foreign lands |
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Ask the sheep, for their beliefs do you kill on |
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God's command? |
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A country that's divided surely will not stand |
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My past erased, no more disgrace foolish naive stand |
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The end is near, it's crystal clear part of the master plan |
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Don't look now to |
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Israel it might be your homelands |
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Holy warsUpon my podium, as the know it all scholar |
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Down in my seat of judgment |
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Gavel's bang, uphold the law |
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Up on my soapbox, a leader out to change the world |
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Down in my pulpit as the holier than-thou-could-be-messenger of |
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GodWage the war on organized crime |
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Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks behind the lines |
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Some people risk to employ me some people live to destroy me |
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Either way they die, they die |
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They killed my wife and my baby, with hopes to enslave me |
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First mistake last mistake paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants |
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Next mistake no more mistakes |
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Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite |
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Because I don't say it, don't mean |
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I ain't thinkin' it |
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Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away |
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I know what |
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I said, now |
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I must scream of the overdose |
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And the lack of mercy killings, mercy killings, mercy killings |
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Killings killings killings |
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Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away, yeah |
