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hands were raised.
Charmed by the chalk, the lessons were taught, inside the class
They studied the rules of the samurai schools, they had to pass
I'm riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
And her buckskin
I`m riding piggy-back 
Then I came to her shack 

We go inside the place it`s a mess 
She said my name`s the liquid poetess 
She unties her mouth
Iraq gets more irate,
We really know nothing about them
And no one cares.
Aladdin and the forty thieves
Enhanced by brand new special effects.
And they're picking out our eyes by coal and candlelight
When the war came, the war came hard

We mae made our oath to Vavilov
We'd not betray the solanum
In many a time, in many a land,
With many a gun in many a hand,
They came by the night, they came by the day,
Came with their guns to take us away
riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
And her buckskin
I'm riding piggy-back
Then I came to her shack

We go inside the place it's a mess
She said my name's the liquid poetess
She unties her mouth
the fire sleeps
The sword enters so deep

No roman blood for war
Rebellion grows

Wisigoths, Astaroths, barbarian hordes
Devastate from the inside the West
day
To believe that we can stay together baby

War of words, no one survives
These words of war cut deep inside
War of words the truth, the lies
demon
Economic war goes higher
Speed demon
Ressurected Roman empire
We're too stoned,baby. We can't knock it
Ain't no way that we can stop it

An Old
As they say in Latin
(I came, I saw, I conquered)

 Down by the shores of sunny Italy
 In our little rendezvous
 We kissed and then we kissed
war-queen
As we hacked down the Imperial Eagle,
And the severed heads of centurions gaping atop our spears.

[Bloodshed and Battle: 61 AD (C.E.)]

They
experienced the river of blood
Which here flowed day by day
Against our sworn enemies
I came not to send peace, but a sword

And...have made WAR
corrupted by creed
A Roman Empire falls to their knees
Intervention the only reality

Pain, never go away
Hate, remains the same
They, they will know my
Well we were kissing
It was secret
We'd had to sneak beyond the kitchen
Both well aware that there'd be trouble
If the manager should find us
way but evil drew first blood
Put the roman numeral nine on your inside right wrist
So I can read it properly like this
That's how we know we
day
To believe that we can stay together baby

War of words, no one survives
These words of war cut deep inside
War of words the truth, the lies
inside your smile

And I thought we came 
Too close to the ground
The zeppelin failed to push you away
The greco roman doors have been opened
a trace
Now were crashing onto your shore
Stare into the face of war
Death to you forevermore
By pain you never felt before

Death on the cross
Life
think we must abort.

ALL (inside) 

He is dangerous!

MOB (outside)

Jesus Christ Superstar!

ALL (inside)

He is dangerous!

PRIEST TWO
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Hebrews 6:1a, Romans 1:17, Philippians 1:6

We're content to pitch our tent
When the glory's evident
Seldom
keep it 300, like the Romans
300 bitches, where's the Trojans?
Baby, we living in the moment
I've been a menace for the longest
But I ain't finished, I'm
head, infra-red, we form like voltron
We form like voltron

 [ Beretta 9 ]
We go to war like Arabians, Pakistinians, Richmond and Indians
Germans,