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The Coldest War

Sunday, October 24th, 2010

Through the ruin, through the squalor
Through the hate
Through the iron bars of the factory gate
Through the pestilence, the famine
And the death
Capital will draw its final breath
War!
The goad of humanity is at your back
What are you gonna do when we’re ready to attack?
Will your minions really stand by your...

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Propaganda by the Deed

Thursday, September 9th, 2010

Dad still lives in the town where he was born
Says he’s got nowhere else to go
He’s been working the same job since 1962
Knows everything he’ll never need to know
Everyday at five he’d come home from the plant
He’d pull up and honk his horn
He’d go in the kitchen and come out with a beer
Then...

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