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Infinite sense
Nothing to lose
A sacred war
I feel a stroke, a mindless blow, occult seance
Judas or savior, reality or dream
Is this the day of reckoning?

Contradicted suicide
Sacramental doom

Sinner among the saints
Hazard of suspicious thought
Upheaval or denial
Prostitute of morality

Uphold the threat
Messenger of death

Obscene and obscure
Regain, rejoice or burn

Parish from this land
An endless war
A horrific rack
Incapable whore

No concrete goals
Nor an abstract thought
Impaled through standards
The enemy laughs

Men down
No concrete goals
Nor an abstract thought
Impaled through standards
The enemy laughs

\"Now I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a war
By dying for his country.
You won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country...
...When you put your hand into a bunch of goo,
That a moment before was your best friends face,
You'll know what to do...\"

Parish from this land
An endless war
A horrific rack
Incapable whore

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