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[title] => The Fourth
[time] => 2008-07-01 14:30:13
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[bodytext] => Bright darkness swept across the land
Blazing bullet caught with bare hand
Wind swept sand and dancing snakes
Another's worried heart still aches
Back home the lonesome been forgotten
Thousands more corpses lie long rotten
Hopeless slayers assault terrors home
Forever lost souls the desert they roam
My thick tan camouflage can never hide
Those bloody nightmare images burn inside
Barren land of hellfire's satanic rays
Three Kings follow the lost star away
Summer missiles crack in moonlight red skies
Our ancestors mock us this Fourth of July
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