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Peacemaker die,
Mr. righteous one
You say you have this plan?
If we care to understand
Peacemaker die,
Mr. nice guy
You dare to speak the truth?
I’ll twist and turn it into lies
Blessed are the warmongers,
Blessed are the warmongers
For they shall be called,
Man-made gods
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
I don’t know why?
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
Peacemaker die,
I don’t know why?
Peacemaker die,
Mr. goody two
Do you really thing the world
Can be black, white, and jew?
Peacemaker die,
Mr. music man
Don’t turn your back on me?
Cause I’m the one with the gun
Blessed are the warmongers,
Blessed are the warmongers,
For they shall be called,
Sons of god
I have a dream this afternoon,
That the brotherhood of man,
Will become a reality
In this day, with this faith,
I will go out and,
Carve the tunnel of hope,
Through the mountain of despair
With this faith,
I will go out with you and,
Transform dark yesterdays
Into bright tomorrows
With this faith,
We will be able to achieve
This new day
When all of god’s children,
Black men and white men,
Jews and gentiles,
Protestants and catholics
Will be able to join hands
And sing with the negroes,
In the spiritual of old
Free at last, free at last,
Thank God almighty,
We’re free at last.
Mine
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Lyrics: Extreme
