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Where We Stood
Many years ago we stood against the vile evil, and overtopped them with garden ideal
Shot them full of their own blood
Didn't hate, but killed them in their faces anyway
To preserve a certain irony, a disbelief in hard politic
So we get to today, and send off youngsters in the maw of politic belligerence
Squires and charlatans making bullets for broken and cracked teenagers
Back home, back home.
Defending these makers' ideals
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