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The hand of dead is rising for triumph
Silence the summit of compliance
violence, mother tongue of science
Evil is seen in all acts of defiance
Finance tribunal, golden fume fries, funeral
all versus all, war machine, the sacrament of tribal fall
More and more, it's like the waltz of mustard gas chlor
Killing is the sweetest art of warfare
Sight must feast on blood for soul's welfare
War declared hell, paradise of the depraved
These are the tales of the soon to be deads