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People have round shoulders from fairing heavy loads

And the soldiers liberate them, laying mines along their roads

Sorrow paid for valor is too much to recall

Of the countless corpses piled up along the wailing wall

Melting down all metals, turning plows and shears to swords

Shun words of the bible, we need implements of war

Chalk lines and red puddles of those who have been slain

Destiny, that crooked a schemer, says the dead shall rise again

Where do we go from here?

And should we really care?

The end is finally here

God have mercy

Now we’ve rewritten history

The one thing we’ve found out

Sweet taste of vindication

It turns to ashes in your mouth

Where do we go from here?

And should we really care?

The end is finally here

God have mercy

If you’re fighting to live

It’s ok to die

The answer to your question is

“Welcome to tomorrow”

Where do we go from here?

God have mercy

Where do we go from here?

And should we really care?

The end is finally here

God have mercy

Where do we go from here?

And should we really care?

The end is finally here

God have mercy

Mercy…