In the garden where he was cast out by the lord
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Flames an Omni-directional sword
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For he as ever failed to gather up the fruit
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And thus was banished with his loot
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He cantered aimlessly through endless permutations of night
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Seeking a purpose and the meaning of kin
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And when it finally came to him
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You could've mistook it for the meaning of sin
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The women wish him well
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Every time he cast off marching to hell
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Now if you've never seen a terrible sight
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Stroll the garden of earthly delight
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Maybe we can make it right - someday
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I'll see you high above the Fields of Mars
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He knelt down before the unholy mob - who cried
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"War is god!"
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Gleaming outwardly with great pride - and
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Prepared to die
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The women wish him well
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Every time he cast off marching to hell
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Now if you've never seen a terrible sight
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Stroll the garden of earthly delight
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Maybe we can make it right - someday
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I'll see you high above the Fields of Mars
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Who cannot fight anymore
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Will never love any less
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That kid inside of murder
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Must be committed
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To live a life of hostility
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Never asking what it means
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When mother nation
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Blood and religion
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Sanction killing upon the Fields of Mars
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High above the Fields of Mars
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Fields Of Mars
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