Bathed in blood up to the horses' bridlePretty brutal, right?
It's death to retreat, there's no chance of survival
Whet with your blood, I sharpen my sword
No turning the other cheek like a coward
Come tomorrow I may lay down and die
But not this day, this day we fight!
Strip the fallen heroes, finish off the wounded
Collect the spoils of war and send them back dead
W.A.S.P. is Team Trump…Yeah.
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