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Pretend it isn't so

Denial is what's done, when the truth is too severe

Pretend it isn't so, then cower with dread and fear

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What is too severe? The WAR that's coming to this land

Every day, every day, the Flames of War are fanned

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Assad and Kim Jong-un, Poroshenko don't forget

Such good friends and confidants...do they make you fret?

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An "Event" is soon to pass, the Casus Belli has been planned

The Trigger for the WAR, that no one can withstand

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Will it be today? Tomorrow or next week?

For sure it's soon to come, your future's looking bleak

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So keep your head stuck in sand, pretend it isn't so

In atomic fire you'll burn, then to Hell you're going to go

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