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The holy crusade of tacit masochists An esoteric, timid terrorist Led pumps through your veins, Copper through mine My lips Israel, yours Palestine You sweat iron ore to fuel the war machine, Your tear-ducts producing only gasoline My nations prime exports,  indulgence and sin       I fight for my lord, but I crucified him A xenophobe, a chauvinist You're the sullen bigot, I'm the narcissist                                       I'm breaching your periphery, I'm sparing no time Searing your flag to cinders, Superseding with mine
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 8:35 AM UTC
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The holy crusade of tacit masochists An esoteric, timid terrorist Led pumps through your veins, Copper through mine My lips Israel, yours Palestine You sweat iron ore to fuel the war machine, Your tear-ducts producing only gasoline My nations prime exports,  indulgence and sin       I fight for my lord, but I crucified him A xenophobe, a chauvinist You're the sullen bigot, I'm the narcissist                                       I'm breaching your periphery, I'm sparing no time Searing your flag to cinders, Superseding with mine
tom-zappone
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 8:35 AM UTC
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