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On the might of kings and captains
On the eyes of midnight watchmen
I know my hatred is perfect
For the culprit who deserves it
Dead meat against your broken bones
Thrown in a ditch to die alone
But there is no dream worth pursing
There is no body embracing
And there is no war worth fighting
When there is no blood worth spilling
I know my hatred is pure
For the track to public execution
Beggans for mercy unite
But your pleas are ineffective
And if you ever come back
Beautiful incarnation
I'll lie down at your feet and
Accept my punishment
You better save yourself
You better save yourself
You better save yourself
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But there is no dream worth pursing
There is no body embracing
And there is no war worth fighting
When there is no blood worth spilling
Writer(s): Brian Mcternan, Joshua Newton, Francis Mark, Brian Deneeve
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