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We lay the night in anguish, snakes drawn out by the tide
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The compass of decision falls always on one side
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But many went before us, and still the cries are clear
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There is no beauty here, just the stench of wine and beer
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We save no souls
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We break no promises
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We can do nothing more than move on headlong through the gloom
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The thorn between our lips is the missionaries tune
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Men with open arms turn their faces half away
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Observe as we approach that we have not come to save
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We stand as thick as vines, though the fruit is torn away
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There is no beauty here, friends, just death and dark decay
Lost Patrol
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