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Vicious Traditions - The Veils
I'd pull my weight
If it made any difference
He gave his life
For the nine million others
But on his grave's
Written here lies Joseph
His country's gun and innocent soldier
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
He grew a blood red vision
For all their good intentions
He made an easy million
From a foreign investment
He danced with the devils
In beautiful buildings
Affirmative action
For a useful reunion
He'd change his name
If it made any difference
Now he's waiting in line
For the lasting confession
But on his grave's written here
Lies our son Joseph
His country's gun and innocent soldier
Well fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one
