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Summon the spirits, call up the clans, |
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From every region, the branded man. |
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From dexter to sinester a ship's sail unfurled, |
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Out from the centre a serpent curled. |
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Emblems and ensigns, badges and banners, |
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Winning your spurs is all that matters. |
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In this great arena, their trials begin, |
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Flesh and bone, to strive and to win (and wage their war). |
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Signs, symbols - we are the signs |
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Signs, symbols - we signify |
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Swearing obedience when passions run high |
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Taking the bloodfeud unto the grave and into the next life! |
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Well you can fly the flag, you can beat the drum, |
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You can stand your ground 'til the kingdom come. |
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Will you prevail, will you be hanged, |
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By signs, symbols and the marks of man? |
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Some see the sun of the moon as a token, |
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Worship the cross, burning or broken. |
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Patriotism, a virtue so vicious, |
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Chauvinism, a creed so malicious, |
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Do we burn this land along tribal lines |
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With brethren fighting their own kin and kind? |
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And now when "tribe" means the language of war, |
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It's an endless cycle of revenge and remorse (and so it goes on). |
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Well you can fly the flag, you can beat the drum, |
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You can stand your ground 'til the kingdom come. |
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Will you prevail, will you be hanged, |
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By signs, symbols and the marks of man? |
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You can beat your chest as you take the field, |
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Bare your teeth as the women grieve. |
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Will you be saved or will you be hanged, |
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By signs, symbols and the marks of man? |
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Will you be spared, will you be damned, |
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By signs, symbols and the marks of man? |
