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Here Comes The War
HERE COMES THE WAR
Upon the hand that wears the ring
Upon the land where locusts sing
There lies a shadow that begins
To make fools of foolish kings
By fear, hunger, hate and pride
By secret tears never cried
By flood, famine, fire and rod
By supplication to their God
Here comes the war
Over the border
Right to your door
Here comes the war
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