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The fallen have been rejected
Our mission is projected
They said we'd be protected
We're on our own, it's intended
We've risen together, my allies
Don't be led on a path of exile
Take my hand, we're projectile
We shall become mobile.
The false Cross is here
Prepare to take him on
He's just another con
This war will be won
By a ton of years of torment
Bring my this daily bread
Who'm I can eat in front of
Bring your woes and lay them at the door
Spill your guts and let your heart be torn
As your children mourn
You will be reborn
Help me to grow this corn
And stick my bones with thorns
So I may soar once again, more gore to save this war
Yield in front of Cross, he's your master
Don't follow Real Cross, he's a bastard
Follow me to the pasture
We may be happy once again.
Give me your best jesture
I can feel your torment and pain
Let us eat upon, so the strength is a gain
This is no game, follow us
Or receive the boot
WE ARE NOOT NOOT