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Posted by Bluesy Socrateaser on Mon Mar 02, 2009 7:52 am
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In lands far and near
<br />The barrels have risen
<br />Apertures laid on their mark
<br />'Long live the Queen'
<br />Shouts the last of the soldiers
<br />All the presidents men now will march
<br />The smoke and the fire
<br />The stench of flesh burning
<br />The waves of battalions
<br />Like lambs to the slaughter
<br />All longing for glory rather than conscience
<br />Still the eye of an eagle shall cultivate Truth.
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