Hold the line before you they come by the night
Enter the thought of question endless waves to the slaughter
Mindless shells of soulless flesh
Grip thy cross as the machine gun fire
Rips us apart into the fields of grief and dismay
Where they march us to our doom
Walk this trail of decision with cowardice pride as the fear
Suffocates you yet courage lies
Just accept the fact that you're already dead
Burned alive, melting skin charred black
Napalms morbid art entrails of the disembowels bodies of justice
Strewn through their halls of remembrance
Commendated for my savagery
A reincarnate fools lost savior
Echo's of my father's voice guiding my way
Calling me home

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