Tytuł: Chain Of Command

• Wykonawca: Xtc
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How bright are the fires of thought
  In a chain of command
  How bright is the medical torch
  When it's put in our hand
  
  My microbes and I
  Can't wait to lay down and die
  We realise that we must be spent
  Like the cells that dissolve when a brainwave is sent
  How bright are the fires of thought
  In a chain of command
  
  My bloodgroup and me
  A body of soldiers are we
  To the wound we quickly flowed
  And we fought with the weapons in our
  Chemical code
  How bright are the fires of thought
  In a chain of command