[00:26.42]Artist：big country
[00:29.61]Songs Title：lost patrol
[01:14.92]We lay the night in anguish, snakes drawn out by the tide
[01:27.65]The compass of decision falls always on one side
[01:31.33]But many went before us, and still the cries are clear
[01:35.57]There is no beauty here, just the stench of wine and beer
[01:42.13]We save no souls
[01:46.62]We break no promises
[01:51.05]We can do nothing more than move on headlong through the gloom
[03:50.27]The thorn between our lips is the missionaries tune
[03:54.20]Men with open arms turn their faces half away
[03:58.06]Observe as we approach that we have not come to save
[04:01.89]We stand as thick as vines though the fruit is torn away
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[04:05.97]There is no beauty here, friends, just death and dark decay /n We save no souls