 Victory lyrics ( Bad religion )   
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Artist : Bad religion
Song : Victory
the velveteen and oaken soothed the lonely child
the parents watched the escort take him while
they stood outside
the priest was kind and gentle as he positioned
his head
the pain was like brimstone, but the kid hardly
bled
victory
instinct over intellect
victory
it erupts from deep inside
history
history is laughing at us
plotting its discovery
victory, victory
blame it on the victory
among the parade crowd there stands a decorated
man
remembering how he helped to save this sacred
land
his helpless enemy was wounded, both hands raised
with hope
he killed him without second thought, with brute
force and a rope
so many times, so many lives
test the other side
waiting to see what the maker has in mind
the unsuspecting commoners hum diligent each day
they wallow in their father's sins, as time
passes away
the crimes are without motive but they ignore all
restraint
the evil sits inside them torpid timing its
escape
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