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Its time to lay down swords
And heal the sores
With heartfelt words.

Kill them, they are infidels,
Kill them, one and all,
Damned spiritual rebels!

Alas! From the pulpit
Flows fiery arrows
To put men into the pit!

god ordered deaths!

Oh! You brought to an end
The life of the one
That was once your friend.

None will say, “Peace be still
So you kill, and I kill.
And when they kill, we too kill.

Vengeance is a gourmand
Leave him, let him be
For none can meet his demand!

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