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BLOOD SPATTERED BANNER
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(Music: Steer)
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(Lyrics: Walker)
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Your blood flies in the wind,
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It's old and worn and has no glory
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Hand on heart allegiance pledged
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Patriot, hatred instilled
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Ignorant, white trash stand proud
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With bigotry endowed
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These colours don't run
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These colours well worn
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These colours don't run But put to the torch they'll sure as hell...
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Burn like your passion,
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The passion of the damned
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Can you still hear Dixie?
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Ignorance is your strength
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A raped stolen land stands so proud
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Can you still hear Dixie scream out loud?
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These colours don't run
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These colours are well worn
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These colours don't run
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But put to the torch they'll sure as hell...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Your blood flies in the wind
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Aged, ragged it's a sorry story,
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Blood-spattered banner unfurled
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A nation, hatred instilled,
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With slavery stained,
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Your dream of shame
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These colours don't run
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These colours are well worn
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These colours don't run But put to the torch they'll sure as hell....
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These colours don't run
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These colours are well worn
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Your colours don't run
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But put to the torch - I'll tread on you !!!
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(leads)
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These colours don't run
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These colours are well worn
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These colours don't run
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But put to the torch they'll sure as hell...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Want to see your flag up in flames
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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Burn...
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I'll tread on you.
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BLOOD SPATTERED BANNER
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| Carcass |
