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in line
As we march
To the drums of the east.
Paralyzed
And possessed
By deceased .
Lost to the sirens
That call the
Turbulent tide
by the science
lives on the
Lips of the wise
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The mother of a sons
Civilization
aside
As they bow
To the call of the beast
Tantalized
And seduced
By the released
Cast to the ground
By the whim
Of the skies
Born to the fire
burns
In the all eye
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The of a sons
Civilization
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a guns
The of a millions sons
As we march
To the drums of the east.
Paralyzed
And possessed
By deceased .
Lost to the sirens
That call the
Turbulent tide
by the science
lives on the
Lips of the wise
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The mother of a sons
Civilization
aside
As they bow
To the call of the beast
Tantalized
And seduced
By the released
Cast to the ground
By the whim
Of the skies
Born to the fire
burns
In the all eye
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a million guns
The of a sons
Civilization
The beating of a million drums
The fire of a guns
The of a millions sons
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