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Take your reason
Place your bet, boys
Forget the bloodstains, remember your vision
It's all on your back now, slave
It's all in your trigger finger
You are now the witness of a country's pride
Take it to the not-believers
It's your god-given right
' ' ' ' redemption
Can you take the screams
When they get stuck in your ears?
Slave!
Master!
The job gets done for the good of the masses
Salvation's a corpse with a morning child
Salvation's your leader
Burning out the miles
You are now the witness of a country's pride
Take it to the not-believers
It's your god-given right
' ' ' 'redemption
Can you take the screams, boy?
When they get stuck in your ears
"Such a fucking machine"
"Trained to kill"
"Such a fucking machine"
"Yes sir, i will"
*Note: ' = unknown syllable
* = at the same time as next line
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