| Brother will kill brother
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| Spilling blood across the land
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| Killing for religion
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| Something I don't understand
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| Fools like me, who cross the sea
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| And come to foreign lands
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| Ask the sheep, for their beliefs
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| Do you kill on God's command?
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| A country that's divided
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| Surely will not stand
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| My past erased, no more disgrace
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| No foolish naive stand
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| The end is near, it's crystal clear
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| Part of the master plan
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| Don't look now to Israel
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| It might be your homelands
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| Holy wars
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| Upon my podium, as the
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| Now it all scholar
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| Down in my seat of judgement
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| Gavel's bang, uphold the law
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| Up on my soapbox, a leader
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| Out to change the world
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| Down in my pulpit as the holier
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| Than-thou-could-be-messenger of God
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| Wage the war on organized crime
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| Sneak attacks, repel down the rocks
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| Behind the lines
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| Some people risk to employ me
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| Some people live to destroy me
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| Either way they die, they die
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| They killed my wife, and my baby
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| With hopes to enslave me
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| First mistake, last mistake!
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| Paid by the alliance, to slay all the giants
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| Next mistake, no more mistakes
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| Fill the cracks in, with judicial granite
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| Because I don't say it,
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| Don't mean I ain't thinkin' it
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| Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away
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| I know what I said, now I must scream of the overdose
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| And the lack of mercy killings
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| Mercy killings
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| Mercy killings
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| Killings, killings, killings, killings
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| Next thing you know, they'll take my thoughts away |