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Nuclear Assault Third World Genocide

They come to rule and not by chance Aided by a bloodied lance No elections needed here Such things mundane are not their way A thousand rivals lying dead

: Find a maddened hypocritic holy man to heed Hear only the words that you want to Deny that you are led by a psychotic need To destroy anything that

: A nightmare rises from the holy places Daring to sin against it's ways An evil impulse rises to the fore And deadly silence from those above Bow down

: You always talk about yourself in contradictions Stuck in recking and verbal consciousness distinction Help yourself and try to rationalize The keys

only ones Before you raise your rage - look closely at your past South East Asia and India Aztec Mayan and Incan worlds Chinese hooked an opium Sacrificed for the old world

: Me and a buddy Joe were hanging... Out in a bar the other night And we got into this little argument With some people with short hair And they called

: They come to rule and not by chance Aided by a bloodied lance No elections needed here Such things mundane are not their way A thousand rivals lying

: The Ducks played really well, for the Cup They swept the Detroit Red Wings you fuck Did you even watch a game, you suck The ass of Jersey devils fans