when will we cease to march out, march back, form lines, go through our drills, O when will we cease to march like ants, and camp like ants, and consume the land like ants, and salt the earth and poison the wells (nothing can stop this army, we are all bound with silver cords, we are all loyal one to another, no, nothing can stop this army), we are well organized but uncivilized, we are merciless and evil and our idol is the crucifix, our flag is the color of blood and we are the dreaming ones, the wild ones, our leader is the national dreamer, he is the dreamer of our nation, O how can we stop marching out, marching back, going forth, fighting and terrorizing, our name is Lazarus, we have arisen sinless from the dead, our uniforms are white, we are the murdering angels, and we cannot die, no, we can never die, and we will not forgive God for making our flesh immortal flesh, we will not forgive God for making our breath perpetual breath and making our pulse continue on forever,