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A number, a uniform, and anonymityRank, a gun, and vague authorityYesterday's victim, today's armed bullySadistic revenge against societyBanality of EvilNo fucking excuseCommit your vile atrocitiesWhen your crimes are exposed for all to seeYou utter some shit about evil's banalityDoing your job, doing your dutyUniformed thugs with power, obsessedtry to pass the buck for your excessacted under orders, under duressyou loved every moment, why don't you confessThose were days of glory, your finest hourRevelling in your newfound powerBut your taste of domination shall soon turn sourThe past catches up with every hour |