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Inadvertent Monument


To celebrate immoral men



Frozen ground beneath us


Stares with soulless eyes


Lifeless barren landscape


Tells tales of their demise


Glaciated corpse road


Leads us to death's door


Suffocating hands of fate


Enslaved for your war



Every soul condemned


Drown or a traitors death


Retreat met with execution


Don't fear the other side


You must fear your own



Ravens follow platoons of dead


Evil marches, lies they've been fed



Behold, the enemy takes flight


Silent killers, witches of the night


With engines cut, evenings reticent and shy


When you hear the engines roar


Your cities will ignite.



This road's made of dudes



Imprisoned in a cage of ice


Monument to the devil's price