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They watch from swinging gallows And rotting trees The corpses of a thousand good men All hanging like leaves Drinking blood from the skulls of dead men They march in double time They move like locusts on land Their prey is human kind Flies to a carcass Like men to a god I'm writing my name In blood on the wall Until you, until you Until you Come down upon them, as though you were the plague And drive, and drive them into the sea
