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Jul 2014
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Death

The war



Gird your *****

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Ain't no cheap escape

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Your children
Born or still unborn

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For their sake

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I

We

Always

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This is our time

Our time

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They will surely **** you otherwise

So let us to
It

Right now
Written by
jeffrey robin
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