They’re dropping bombs, dropping bombs all over,
And the place, that damn’d place, is bleeding white.
Forgiveness grant to them shall be never,
For they’ve dropped their bombs on us, bleeding white.

They’ve taken away good, taken away,
Now we fight back at them, bleeding them white.
They wonder why anger welcomes their stay,
But they don’t know, they won’t know, bleeding white.

They’ve made a creature of hatred and ire,
Cold as the icy depths, bleeding it white,
Hard as the hardest rock tempered by fire,
Flailing its arms wildly, bleeding all white.

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