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Rip the badges from our breasts just like the others. |
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Impenitent |
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Brothers sway to the song |
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Of a new heretical dawn. |
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We were right to fight, |
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Subsumed by dumb clay. |
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The sweet spirit must stay. |
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I'm so... |
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I don't know, what's the word? |
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My grasp of the verb is a weak one. |
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Your grammar's a playground for fun. |
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Tear the emblems from our sleeves just like the others. |
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Apostate Brothers, please stay for the dawn of a new day. |
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Watch the sun come up from the mud. |
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Our cups are empty, |
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Our wine has turned to ether that's good and fine. |
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Nothing does a body good like another body. |
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Nothing does a body good like another body. |
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Nothing does a body good like another body. |
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Nothing does a body good like another body |
