X-Ray Army - Möwe

Following this trail of blood

These marching feet will never stop

This circle we've been walking in

Is leaving us with purple skin

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Into fire, into war

An army built of open sores

appears to be undead

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Every soldier losing faith

All the anger turns to hate

We really are undead

We stand as an undead harmony

X-RAY ARMY

People dying are just like a symphony

X-RAY ARMY

The rotten flies above our heads

are armed with riffles made of led

These heavy weapons point the way

We follow them to judgment day

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It's pouring out from the disguise

The yellow slime we fill with lies

the men will not forget

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The hungry goo will not be gone

Controlling flies and all the wrong

The hunger will upset

We stand as an undead harmony

X-RAY ARMY

People dying are just like a symphony

X-RAY ARMY

Years and years go by

We find no one alive

The hunger screams for days

It's time to leave this place

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and we eat all the free

and invade their fucking country

their tasty little country

Attack!

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Into fire, into war

We stand as an undead harmony

X-RAY ARMY

These crying people are creating our melody

X-RAY ARMY