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I watch the clouds
They're rolling by
They're filled to brim
They want to cry

White tears of ice
Upon the floor
Military Brains
Wish to fight no more

Our army strips
Plated gold 
But our rank is nothing
What does it hold

White tears of ice
Upon the floor
Military Brains
Wish to fight no more

The smoke, the blood
Democracy
Of third-world countries
Upon the sea

White tears of ice
Upon the floor
Military Brains
Wish to fight no more

They do not wish to change
No authority can make, achieve
When it is over, white tears of joy
Only then shall they breathe

White tears of ice
Upon the floor
Military Brains
Wish to fight no more

Military Brains
Shed tears of ice
The sun will dawn
At a painful price

White tears of ice
Upon the floor
Military Brains
Wish to fight no more 
Posted: 2007-02-15 23:34:53 UTC

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