.This road leads to Rome, that road leads to ruin.
I'm all up in the madding crowd, the general's been screwin' us around.
The land's no longer arable (the farmhands all feel terrible).
A river red with rebel blood to sweep us off our feet, do you remember?
Humility on parade, hu.
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