A neverending chain of hate Rattling bodies in the trench Pyramids build out of corpses We still go on and on and on We still go on and on and on Let's sell our slaughter toys
We're here in the darkness
Come on and join the army
From nerve gas to atom bomb 'cause the pressure's gettin' sore Why do we conjure up devils As they live already beside us As they live already beside us
Let's sell our slaughter toys
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