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Through these defeats, and end we seek It never comes And all we see is bankruptcy and broken bodies And what matters most, is what's perceived We have sold our souls for victory Stubborn pride on this fool's errand As history's lessons go unheeded So we'll march past the bones of those who marched before There's no need for apology when you carry the biggest stick and walk loudly But with narrowed eyes and colder hearts they remember everything There is no apologies Aus Songtexte Mania