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You're spitting words, but it would be in your best interest To watch what spills out of that dirty mouth It's a shame your rotten teeth have found you a place Next to their starving faces If you would try and handle it as best as you can Please, please, please, focus your ears on that opening Now that's the sound of freedom right their boys We'll hold the rails in a mass defensive And make their frontal charge useless One by one I'm losing track on my initial intentions Due to the high causality rate I think I'm losing my mind out here But I'm told to bathe in the idea of victory Wash me clean baby, wash me clean Lord, my hearings lost from cannon fire Oh god no! This leg is dead, gangrene is not my friend I feel that this has gone on for far too long And I swear all is lost for this cause SongtexteThis pledge we've taken as been in vain And I fear this move has tainted my name I will admit that I screwed this up And I will remember every second We will restore this power Aus Songtexte Mania