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Into the Valley
Betrothed and divine Realisations no virtue But who can define Why soldiers go marching Those masses a line This disease is catching From victory to stone Ahoy! Ahoy! Land, sea and sky Ahoy! Ahoy! Boy, man and soldier Ahoy! Ahoy! Deceived and then punctured Ahoy! Ahoy! Long may they die Out of concealment Blank and stark eyed Why so uncertain This culture deceives Prophesised, brainwashed Tomorrow's demise All systems failing The placards unroll Ahoy! Ahoy! Land, sea and sky Ahoy! Ahoy! Boy, man and soldier Ahoy! Ahoy! Deceived and then punctured Ahoy! Ahoy! Long may they die Time for the audit The gathering trial A collectors dilemma Repositioned and filed |
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I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now? Until the clouds unroll and you come home, the line went. But the shadows still remain since your descent, your descent. The saints are coming, the saints are coming. I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. The saints are coming, the saints are coming. I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief How long now Until a weather change condemns belief The stone says This paternal guide once had his day Once had his day The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. The saints are coming, the saints are coming I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. I say no matter how I try, I realize there's no reply. |
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Remnants of the ancient heart remain
Time for one to seek an antidote Bars for 3 and only room for 2 Box and box, a lift for legless hope Sweet Suburbia Living on the paper periscope Hot dog life cold for the antelope Concrete days and white electric nights Steel and steel life on the open plain Sweet Suburbia x 2 Excavate a land for restless days Contemplate a chance for future ways Clip and hate to centralise the world Food and food and cardboard expatriates Sweet Suburbia x 2 Birth and birth and birth and birth and birth Live and live and live and live and live Mate and mate and mate and mate and mate Die and die and die and die and die Sweet Suburbia... |
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Heavy armour fails
The battle ground affairs Incitements all around Defeat shows through but no one cares Arrange new attacks Demand a new decree Listen to the ploys Destroy them as they flee Holy to the high masquerade masquerade Fanfares in the sky masquerade masquerade Nurture battle scars Pardon none who dared Kindle and inspire Victory shows you cared Portray amid art Guernica is plaint Metal turning sham But victory is quaint |
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