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Better AIRLIFT everybody out, NOW
From a CULTURE tainted with the ACTS of TYRANTS
Send in the BLACK unmarked HELICOPTERS
This was NEVER the EAGLE but a Vulture
With a CARCASS hanging DOWN
No use waiting for the RAPTURE

Must PERPETUATE the BATTLE for ASYLUM
POINTLESS sending in the TROOPS, you KNOW the COUNT
Every ENDLESS DAY repeated TWICE, on empty ROUNDS
And the CHAMBER spun the SHELLS of memories
PULVERIZED by the sound of the DEAD from UNHALLOWED GROUND

SOMEONE is coming to tie up LOOSE ENDS
When the HEAD will finally conjoin with the TAIL
The grip TIGHTENS and the EARTH Shakes
With the passing of the DAYS every BULLET
Has a TARGET and a FINGER pointing DOWN
To an UNNAMED GRAVE

(Chorus)

Airlift everybody OUT
From the Blood-Drenched Sands of Babylon
There are NO MORE ROUNDS
No use waiting to BE RAPTURED

AIRLIFT everyone NOW
When DEATH is the ONLY SOUND
Coming UP from UNHALLOWED GROUND
This was NEVER the EAGLE but a VULTURE
PLUNGING down into the MOUTH of the LION

Better AIRLIFT everybody out
Cultures STAINED by a BLURRED PAST
And DICTATORS who will ALWAYS RIDE
The Solution to an UNSOLVED Crime

Airlift everybody NOW
There are NO MORE ROUNDS
No SIGN of the RAPTURE
PLUNGE DOWN and pierce the Mighty DRAGON like a VULTURE
With a Carcass Hanging DOWN

Seven ROOT RACES who could NEVER live in PEACE
Eternally SEPARATED by an Endless SEA of GREED
Without the compromising DEALS we're bound to REST in PIECES
THEIR Political Speeches coming from a MILLION FACES
Have ALL become BLURRY to ME
They have ALL become BLURRY to ME

Can't eliminate their WEAPONRY
Under the SHADOW of a HANGING TREE
Looms, Hovers a CLOUD of GRIM OMENS
Signalling the Coming of the Prince of DARKNESS
Who will ANSWER the Call of the SEVENTH TRUMPET?

So you KNOW we never learned how to be FREE
NEVER together, may we REST in PEACE
Without the COMPROMISES and the DEALS?
THERE is NO WAY to Punish WAR CRIMINALS
Must SUPPORT every act on the path of RESISTANCE

Ain't NO use waiting for the RAPTURE
To PULL you OUT
The human SPIRIT is TOO Fallible
That's ALL
It's had ENOUGH of more WARS, and WOES
NO use waiting to be LAID to REST
Just a WHISPER, from DEATH and her COLD Embrace

Come INSIDE,
In COLD embrace

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