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Текст (слова) песни: Every Time I Die - Hit Of The Search Party

No man abandon his post. A gatecrasher has called us to arms. Take up your torch.
I want this ship cleaner than a hospital ward. A radical has polluted our ranks.
Slouch into position men, this is a war. Set the traps.
Well have that criminals head marched through the streets on a stick.
Someone will pay for this.
Well squeeze his goddamn brains out.
Sleep with one knife open. You cant outthink us, weve been out of thoughts for a while.
The warrior with the deadliest weapon is the one without an instruction manual for his gun.
This is a union of dunces and we are the new global menace.
Stalking the land, gnashing dull teeth, tapping our feet, sighing and humming and watching the clock.
Thats what you get for fucking with us.
When we find you we will skin you alive, well pluck out your eyes
and the cannons will roar as we march to the capitol, dragging your hide.
Drooling polished jackboot monsters, tracking the scent of a sleeping child.
Your composure gave you away, next time its best to cry havoc.
Keep marching, the bridge is ours. Theyre coming to get me. Theyre coming to take me away.
Ill never make love in this town again. Everyone on the dance floor is doomed. Hit the ground. Shut your mouth.
The prisoners have laid waste to the pulpit. Youre in for it now. Are these helicopters for me?
Have I been appointed to speak? Then Im going to Hell, and Im taking the renaissance with me.

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