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Let's make love through war and more; by the bearing of desire and discord |
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See the soldiers marching forth; on the carnage colored dew of evermore |
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Dressed in uniforms of gray; wearing stockings marching gladly to decay |
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Crushing sternly through the storm; rising gently to the stillness of the calm |
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Domination and dismay, turn the conquered into casualties of prey |
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See the implements of strife; being rendered through the opening of life |
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On the meadows of discord; shall the whispered yarns of massacre befall |
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Let's make love to war and more; on the crimson colored plains where ravens soar |
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Dressed in uniforms of night; wearing scarlet colored stockings to excite |
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Once the conflict has curtailed; wine and song shall serve to fortify the brave |
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Paying homage to the sun; keeping welted bodies warm and safe from harm |
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In the harmony of peace; aching bodies shall make love to raise relief |
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In compliance with untruth; only victory revised shall be approved |
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Let's make love through war and more; let's make love in ways unknown to man before |
