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Genocidal midmorning serenade We paint tomorrow with Corpses We see the New Lands God the father is here Blessed Israel! --- Oh the inferior races Gone without a trace Genocidal liberation! Come come If you got a lot of money you may live To sing the free world into place To stand before god's face And the world death shall create
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC
Lullaby for orphans
Genocidal midmorning serenade We paint tomorrow with Corpses We see the New Lands God the father is here Blessed Israel! --- Oh the inferior races Gone without a trace Genocidal liberation! Come come If you got a lot of money you may live To sing the free world into place To stand before god's face And the world death shall create
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jeffrey-robin
Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC
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