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Stand in line as we march to the drums of the East
Paralyzed and possessed by crusaders deceased
Lost to the sirens that call from the turbulent tide
Bound by science that lives on the lips on the wise.
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The mother of a million sons
Above the Civilization
Stand aside as they bow to the call of the beast
Tantalized and seduced by the demons released
Cast to the ground by the whim of the merciless skies
Born to the fire that burns in the all seeing eye.