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calibre – home of titans lyrics

home of t-tans – where extension is the frame
remission is the play – in this amaranthine game
in our compulsory advance – the conquest belts the soil
we build loggers of the wild land – that never will recoil
the terms are definite – in this exhausted engine
scarred in the heaven’s blood – and seared into it’s skin
in the contamination range – the ice turns out insane
and a merciful tariff – does not make us humane

home of t-tans – where dominion stuns the will
cannibals and ogres – they have a pouch to fill
in our loathsome ac-men – inheritance is tyranny
our anima is overcome – and a womb is strategy
a seduction essential – in a lunatic cadence
a perfection of the style – but a murder of the sense
the executive array – operates a mercy-cane
but the occasional pardon – does not make us humane

home of t-tans – where we shadow our own sun
rapists and -ss-ssins – we all become
in our machinery of greed – a life is but a tool
love is a residue – innocent blood is fuel
yes we all partake – in this atrocity
this is the land of the axe – and of the mercenary
then we write out contracts – in order not to cut a vein
but hiding slaughter in four walls – does not make us humane

- calibre lyrics

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