The bones of the bodies serve as pillars to this scene
The corpses of the fallen sprawled so beautifully
The artist dead we put a bullet in his head
Now we paint with red
The only color in which we she'd
And death loves this war of ages
Seeing faces lacerated
Death loves this war of ages
Seeing faces lacerated
In this war we're dying dying alone
The smoke from the pyres blankets this lone death bed
We're finally leaving so says the dead
Rape me shake me break me on down
It's been a long time a comin so take the crown
Death loves this war of ages
Seeing faces lacerated
Death loves this war of ages
Seeing faces lacerated
In this war we're fighting fighting alone
Can you smell the honor or is it the flesh
This is what you condone
This is what you get
We annihilate all we don't know
We keep shaking hands with the fucking devil
Take me bring me on down
Take me bring me down
I saw the man in the middle of the road
His gun it spoke to me
It smiled and showed
I shot a man in the middle of the road
I watched him dying there
I smiled alone
Die alone I hope you burn in hell
Die alone I hope you burn in hell
Die alone I hope you burn in hell
Die alone I hope you burn in hell
Die alone burn in hell
Die alone die alone and burn
Die alone and burn
Burn burn burn in hell
Burn burn burn in hell
Now you can burn in hell
Now you can burn in hell
Death loves this war of ages
Seeing faces lacerated
Death loves this war of ages
Seeing faces lacerated
In this war we're dying dying alone
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