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today, as you listen to this song another 394.000 childrenwere born into this world...they break like waves of hunger and desire upon these erodedshanes carrying the curses of history an history is yet unwritten...the oil burns in the thick black columns the buzz saws echo throughthe forest floor...they shout give us a fair share, give us justice...here comes the waron a grey morning to the south of here, two young men in makeshiftuniforms peer into the misty light...and figures dart behind the trees asa ship of rifle round echos out across the fields...well they hardly knowtheir secret mother tongue...but they know their duty to defend the flaghanging limp and bloody above the village church...while a thousandmiles away in a warehouse complex down the river...young money manplay paintfull games...here comes the warput on the lights on the age of reason...blow out the candle and tell usanother of those great stories...the once about serial killers...let dreams flowinto savage times...do you hear the sirens scream across the city, we vehad three hot nights in succession..the riot reason is here again...dear brotherlead us back into the valley of shadows of death...here comes the wardo you think, we were born in peaceful times? faster,faster...like a wirrlingderrish spinning round...faster,faster...til the centre cannot hold...faster,faster...you screamed:give us liberty or give us death. now you ve got both.whatdo you want next?...here comes the warput on the lights on the age of reason...
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