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We’ve learned from the best

How to cut throats from east to west

We’ll come while you sleep

Feeble and weak like a little sheep

Carnage is done

Smell of blood, a turn-on

Covered in blood

Chances are odd

For you to wake up

Preachers of hate

Will it be the last time?

You’ll see the sunshine

In times of war

Carnage is done

Smell of blood, a turn-on

Covered in blood

Chances are odd

For you to wake up

Many atrocities

That will never be judged

We should have listened to the prophecies

A last glimpse of what’s more to come

Carnage is done

Smell of blood, a turn-on

Covered in blood

Chances are odd

For you to wake up

Carnage is done