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You sacrificed your children to the gods you made. |
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The ones of steel, poison and plastic, you threw their lives away. |
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What price the abuse of nature - A piece of your own soul. |
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You say "We'll change", but it's too late, you can't give back what you have stole. |
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April 22, 1915 Ypres, France: |
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Looking out on no-man's-land. |
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It's time for decision, time for command. |
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No sign of fear is on their face. |
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Everything is ready, everything's in place. |
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You give the order, it's time to begin. |
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6000 canisters are opened to the wind. |
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Clouds of greenish smoke mingle with their screams. |
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You have succeeded beyond your wildest dreams - |
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Lungs exploding, systems overloading, drowning in their own fluids. They cry out for air. - |
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A higher form of killing is what you have achieved. |
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An easy way to break the nations, bring them to their knees. |
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[Chorus:] |
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Now the time is here - Your future's fading fast |
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You have lots to fear - You have not learned from the past |
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Now the time has come - Soon you will pay for your sins |
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There's nowhere to run - There's no escape from the killing winds. |
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1918 - 1919 Salisbury, England: |
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Portion down, symbol of death, men and animals take their last breath. |
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Vivisection, inflicting pain. Just for the knowledge you think you can gain. |
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Gassing your men and even yourself, no thought is given to anybodies health. |
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So Mr. Foulkes, won't you tell us why, why you keep searching for new ways to die? |
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Pollute the water, maim and slaughter, doesn't life mean anything to you? |
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You call it progress, I call it madness! |
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There's no excuse for what you try to do. |
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[Chorus] |
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Tomorrow: |
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You're on the edge of an all out war, on a scale never seen before. |
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And your enemy's an enemy within, up against it there's no way you can win. |
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You held their lives there in your hands, and playing God was part of the plan. |
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But now you're scared, you lost all control. |
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It slipped through the cracks, it's taken a hold - |
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Virus mutating, procreating, growing stronger inside of you - |
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There are no answers, only questions. You pulled the trigger - the game is through. |
