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What shield guards the heart is not estranged to hate. What armor shields the |
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arms that aren't ashamed to take. Once you let greed inside you push virtue |
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aside. Cause everything has a price and there is nothing they can't buy. Still |
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you raise your cup and drink to the blood on the market. And if a beast shows |
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his teeth, he will feast on the weak. Clever men hack at the trunk with brides |
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and ploys. To sever men at the stem, to destroy them. Still you raise your cup |
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and drink to the blood on the market. And if a beast shows his teeth, he will |
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feast on the weak. Your charade is a patriot's campaign. You distract men with |
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crusades. You persuade us with parades. Only war is your gain. You were |
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supposed to lead us. Why did you lead us astray? Was this in your design, to |
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lead us to the mass grave? |
