He comes through the night
And is going to be ready
Death, swords and inhuman minds
Control our world
Marxists, nazies and communi
In the land of myth
And tales the forbidden temple lies
Hard
Depressed by our nation
Destruction by their big army
The reality no
Nemesis hordes of hades
Are blasting over the earth
Saveness diapering
Fright
In a day of 1999 it had to happen
The result
Hey you listen to me, I have to tell you
that
It is a cool rainy in fall and you feel
Sitting for two years in a single trench
We are not
Panic fucking Bachmann just arrived all nations
should get ready to
Bullets do represent the war
Bullets are not game
Bullets are made
It's kind of cold in here tonightstaring outI want the
[Instrumental]
Hey man I gotta tell you a story
listen man what
We say one thingThen change our mindDo we really know
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