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May I tell you a grim story?

Bodies that fill the pits
While the enemy gets rich
Forever a statistic
Lives that move to Fate
Flooding heaven's gates
God is sending down death

He was their God
He was their friend
He laughed until the end
He was their God
He was their friend
Until they turned up dead

One man who sparked a war
The Ace of Spades is yours
He died a coward's death
A man so filled with hate
Determining another's fate
He stole humanity's breath

He was their God
He was their friend
He laughed until the end
He was their God
He was their friend
Until they turned up dead

May I tell you a grim story?

Deadly genesis torn
Future imperfect is born
The ties are severed clean
Former allies kneel
Crushed beneath the heel
Rabbits' blood and cocaine

He was their God
He was their friend
He laughed
He was their God
He was their friend
Until they turned up dead
He was their God
He was their friend
He laughed until the end
He was their God
He was their friend
Until they turned up dead