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Tell you a thingThat you ought to knowTwo minutes of your timeThen on you goTell tale of the menAll dressed in blackThat most of themNot coming backSent off to warTo play little gamesAnd on their returnCan't name no namesSome strange yellow gasHas played with their mindsHas reddened their eyesRemoved all the liesAnd strange as it soundsDeath knows no boundsHow many get wellOnly time will tellOnly time will tellYou lie in your death bad nowBut what did you bring to the tableBrought us only holy sinUtter trust is a deadly thingTo the prayer of holy peaceWe didn't know what was lying undernathSo how could we be such foolsAnd to think that we thought you the answerI can't begin to understand in all the liesBut on your death bed I can see it in your eyesJust as clear as all the swet upon your browIt really makes sense I can see it clearly nowTangled up in a web of liesCould have been a way to prophesiseUnaware of the consequenceNot aware of the secrets that you keptNothing that we could believeTo reveal the facade of faceless menNot a thing that we could foreseeNow a sing that would tell us the outcomeYou had us all strung out with promises of peaceBut all along you cover plan was to deceiveCan it put to rights now only time will tellYour prophecies will send us all to hell as wellLeft to all our golden sonsAll to pick up on the peaceYou could have all to themA little chance...at leastTake the world to a better placeGiven them all just a little hopeJust think what a legacyYou now..will leaveWe seem destined to live in fearAnd some that would say Armageddon is nearBut where there's a life while there's hopeThat man won't self destructWhy can't we tread our fellow menWith more respect and a shake of their handsBut anger and loathing is rifleThe death on all sides is becoming a way of lifeWe live in an uncertain worldFear understanding and ignorance is leading to deathOnly the corpses are leftFor vultures that prey on their bonesBut some are just not waiting peaceTheir whole life is death and miseryThe only thing that they knowFight fire with fire life is cheapBut if they do stop to thinkThat man is teetering right on the brinkBut do you think that they careThey benefit from death and pain and despair
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