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
We can't wait to lay down and die
We realize 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

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 blood group and me
A body of soldiers are we
To the wound we quickly flowed
And we fought them with the weapons in our chemical code

How bright are the fires of thought
In a chain of command

My microbes and I
We can't wait to lay down and die
We realize 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

Chain of command
Chain of command
Chain of command
Chain of command

Chain of command
Chain of command
Chain of command
Chain of command

Chain of command
Chain of command
Chain of command
Chain of command

Chain of command
Chain of command

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