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Valiant heroes of our time or the legion of the damned?

Saviors of all humanity or profaners of the Lamb?

Selling their lives for a dime they know what they are –

A subject to sacrifice

Nations cry no but the’re all set to go

Obsession for power dictates the rules

When will the gale arise?

When will the madness be unleashed?

When will the united fools begin to practice what they preach?

Caught in the calm before the storm

We don’t stand a chance

This crusade/charade will turn into another skeleton dance

I can imagine the day it begins

Lead us into war!

But won’t it be like a spreading disease?

So out of control!

Pyres will shine, before long realized that this –

The third one – will be the last

Playing with fire doom in their hands

Marching into the holy, oily land

What goes on in their minds?

Fear or eagerness to die for the cause of the

Noble, the righteous, the brave?

For the cash or for the conviction?

Death is the only prediction

Somewhere out there the desert awaits…

And so the gale arose

The madness was finally unleashed

The united fools began to practice what they preached

Caught in the hands of storm

There never was a chance to avoid these dreadful visions

Of the skeleton dance