
Mercy Songtext
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Here we are,
sent to suffer.
No reason for this misery,
in which we wallow,
to better this country,
where there is no hope.
How can we stand for such treason?
Have mercy on the thousands of lifeless bodies murdered for their money, the power, the greed.
The home of the brave is crumbling at the foundations,
leaving us on our knees,
(Fuck your traditions)
desperate, sickened at the sight of the red the white and blue
sent to suffer.
No reason for this misery,
in which we wallow,
to better this country,
where there is no hope.
How can we stand for such treason?
Have mercy on the thousands of lifeless bodies murdered for their money, the power, the greed.
The home of the brave is crumbling at the foundations,
leaving us on our knees,
(Fuck your traditions)
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