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Reap the Whirlwind Lyrics

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Arthur 'Bomber' Harris (RAF): "The n***s entered this war under the rather childish delusion that they were going to bomb everyone else, and nobody was going to bomb them. At Rotterdam, London, Warsaw, and half a dozen other places, they put their rather naive theory into operation. They sowed the wind, and now they are going to reap the whirlwind."
What a way to live your life
in the shadow of death most of the time.
All alone going out of your mind
in a foreign field left to die.
What you experienced seemed like Judgement Day
that unleashed the firestorm and decay.
I can taste it, I can really feel it,
I can see it, I just don't believe it.

Let us pray for a solution.
Let us pray for resolution.
Let us pray for absolution.
Let us pray for, let us pray for,
let us pray for, let us pray for retribution.

There'll be no tears when they die,
after a while they will find.
They'll go crazy, they ran out of time.
The tables have turned, now it's our time, our time.
We never did we never towed the line,
we're fighting back we've got right on our side.
I can taste it, I can really feel it,
I can see it, I just don't believe it.
Let us pray for a solution.
Let us pray for resolution.
Let us pray for absolution.
Let us pray for, let us pray for,
let us pray for, let us pray for retribution.
Now the war years have left their mark,
a new world order was about to start.
Our eyes just saw darkness in mind,
nothing more, nothing less.
We live our lives, we live in a bad dream,
in the wake of two warring machines.

I can taste it, I can really feel it,
I can see it, I just don't believe it.
Let us pray for a solution.
Let us pray for resolution.
Let us pray for absolution.
Let us pray for, let us pray for,
let us pray for, let us pray for retribution.
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A Promise of Peace (2000)
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