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Peace, dormancy notwithstanding |
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Your diplomacy's too demanding |
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Outbursts of total war |
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Now you're drowned to the sea floor |
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Stocked barrels of black powder |
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To blow up things way ****ing louder |
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Busting caps across the ocean |
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Splinters fly, chaos set in motion |
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[Chorus] |
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Lift our cups! |
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Blow shit up! |
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Drink 'em down! |
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Make 'em drown! |
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Territorial dominance askew |
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Internal conflict seeping through |
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Analogies drawn upon the walls |
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Forged from every strife and squall |
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These circumventive stalemates |
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Feed our venal crew of reprobates |
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The genesis of a corrupted creed |
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Sparkling at the heart of want and need |
