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Born from the dark, in the black cloak of night

To envelope its prey below, deliver to the light

To eliminate your enemy, hit them in their sleep

And when all is won and lost the spoils of war are yours to keep

Great nations built from the bones of the dead

With mud and straw, blood and sweat

You know your worth when your enemies

Praise your architecture of aggression

Praise your architecture of aggression

Ensuing power vacuum, a toppled leader dies

His body fuels the power fire, and the flames rise to the sky

One side of his face a kiss, the other genocide

Time to pay with your ass - a worldwide suicide