Meatwagon come, borne on the rays of the morning sun Thy kingdom come, thy will be done A silver express through the valley of death A cruise over land, to turn the fertile soil to sand Ten million bodies, maybe more From every wound a stream of blood doth pour We must find a way to stop the flood Dam the river of blood!
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