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Take your strong arm And blow your horns, Every man is a bunker And each battle - a war The choice is yours, You can’t hide, The choice is yours, You will die, The choice is yours, They will lose, The choice is yours, Your life is used You and me, It’s a matter of utility, Your burning flesh Lights the straw Leading to our barn, This choice isn’t hard Carry us away, Our torn bodies Manipulate, Our collective grave Retaliates, Let your mask Be your face
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May 2, 2010
May 2, 2010 at 6:03 PM UTC
French Terror
Take your strong arm And blow your horns, Every man is a bunker And each battle - a war The choice is yours, You can’t hide, The choice is yours, You will die, The choice is yours, They will lose, The choice is yours, Your life is used You and me, It’s a matter of utility, Your burning flesh Lights the straw Leading to our barn, This choice isn’t hard Carry us away, Our torn bodies Manipulate, Our collective grave Retaliates, Let your mask Be your face
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ryan-patrick-walsh
Irish
May 2, 2010
May 2, 2010 at 6:03 PM UTC
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