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All that you stand for, you puppeteers of death, All that you work for, you stealers of breath, All that you've used, in all you photos, you hold baby's breath, But I know that you're a master of death.
I've fought for you, you who sit behind your desk, I've fought for you, so you're safe from the grotesque, I've fought for you, who reward me in a way most burlesque, And now I know I'll have no rest.
When I fall, from a wound in the heart, When I fall, I'll haunt you until you too, depart, When I fall, you'll discard me like a spare part, When I fall from a wound in the heart.
All you masters of war, all you that try, All you masters of war, all you can do, is send smiles to those die. All you masters of war, I look to you now, All you masters of war, you all take a bow.
When I come back, you will forget me, When I come back, I'll live under the peach tree, When I come back, I'll barely be able to see, But you don't care, care for those like me.
My children will gather, gather 'round me, My children will gather, my wife 'll see, My children will gather, I'm not the same man, I'll never be the same, destroyed I am.
Dreams of death, destruction I caused I'm accounting, Dreams of death, while your money, you're counting, Dreams of death, of me drowning, Because of what you've done.
So when you're in grave, not soon enough, So when you're in your grave, looking all cold and rough, So when you're in your grave, you think it'd be tough, But when you're in your grave, it won't be enough.
I'll stand like a guard, over you, I'll stand like a guard, sun, wind, cold, through, I'll stand like a guard, I'd always thought, It'd be me, not you.
So rest, in your bed of fiery sheets, And the air shakes with the devils beats, Where you walk in bloodstained streets, History of mine, you will repeat.
So when I'm standing, standing over you, So when I'm standing, my mind going askew, I'll remember, remember you.
remember what you did to me, Remember what you did to my family, My friends, my life, everything I loved, And after, aside you put me and shoved.
So know now, you men who build things that kill, So know now, those who beat my free will, So know now, all who hear this now, They'll wear a mask of virtue, and take many bows.
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