------------------------------------------------------- This war`s a mother fucker How many sons will will we kill today On poors little brother Tell me what the newsline from the ground Your love is a killer Killing all this love in me We are so full of terror Viscious kiss, your love is longing deep Love love love wont starve You don`t Love love love Where the anger is hot Where opinion is deep Understanding is shot Is dead, is dead, is dead Where the linen is cheap Where the weapons are not Where all the mothers will be Is dead, is dead, is dead Will strike you down Love love love Will strike you down Love love love We`re prone to a torture I can`t take it anymore On poors little mother Tell me what the newsline from the ground Love love love Love will strike you down Love love will strike us down
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