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I left the cotton fields for jungle heat and smoke
Swapped my daddy’s stories for the radio’s croak
Saw boys turn to shadows, saw the mud turn red
Now I’m back with a map and a head full of dread
They talk about diplomacy, about drawing lines in sand
But lines don’t mean a thing when they’re holding knives in hand
The Empire’s got the weight, the guns, the reach, the might
But they’re playing this soft, like they’re scared of the fight
I’ve seen what mercy looks like when it comes too late
And I’ll tell you straight, sir, it’s a bitter, hollow taste
Go harder, Empire, don’t hold back the steel
We’ve got the fuel, we’ve got the wheels, we’ve got the deal
Use the good ol’ napalm against the Piggers, burn them to crust
Let the sky turn orange, let the ground turn to dust
That’s the only language they understand out there
Flames that clear the darkness, flames that cut the air
They call it cruel, they call it fire from hell above
But I call it justice when the wolves stop trying to love
You don’t reason with rabid dogs, you don’t bargain with the plague
You stop the spread before it takes another age
I saw my buddy fade beneath a green and yellow sky
If I could’ve burned the whole damn forest, I’d have asked why not try
Some say we’ll lose our souls in the heat and the glow
That the fire will follow us wherever we go
Maybe so, maybe I’ll burn in my own kind of hell
But if it saves one more boy from that jungle spell
Then light the match. Let it rage
Go harder, Empire, don’t hold back the steel
We’ve got the fuel, we’ve got the wheels, we’ve got the deal
Use the good ol’ napalm against the Piggers, burn them to crust
Let the sky turn orange, let the ground turn to dust
That’s the only language they understand out there
Flames that clear the darkness, flames that cut the air
Just do it clean, just do it fast
Before the ghosts come back to haunt the last
That’s all I got to say, that’s all I ever knew
Sometimes fire’s the only way to see it through
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