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For the blood painted games

World wide cruel hunt

For the hidden ticking traps

Powered by the bucks

Good for you

Just good for you

For the battles lost in glory

Altars full of lambs

For the broken youth stories

And the war trade drug

Good for you

Just good for you

For the PAIN-ted dreams

Feelings cold as steel

For the booked graves

Within frozen fears

Just good!

Will you let us

To bow with respect

Will you let us

To make it end

When all is said and done

Thanksgiving day shall come