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, he taua, he taua!, waewae tapu takahi te ara taua, ka hopungia e maha nga upoko, ka hopungia e maha taurekareka, e mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, anei ra, te uhi o mataora, pai tuara, te kokongapere, nga rape, te kitemaimairu, tatua taua, nga ta moko puhoro, anei nga tohu a tumatauenga, he pakanga nunui mo te whakautu, tae mai nga tupuna mo te whakaawhina, kia mau nga tohunga mo te whakakarakia, e mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, anei ra, te uhi o mataora, pai tuara, te kokongapere, nga rape, te kitemaimairu, tatua taua, nga ta moko puhoro, anei nga tohu a tumatauenga, a tumatauenga, a tumatauenga, a tumatauenga, a tumatauenga, mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, whakatangi o nga pu, whakapatu nga taiaha, te kikokiko rekareka o aku hoariri, nga umu whakakia tatau kopu ki te utu, e mahi nga mahi a tumatauenga, anei ra, te uhi o mataora, pai tuara, te kokongapere, nga rape, te kitemaimairu, tatua taua, nga ta moko puhoro, anei nga tohu a tumatauenga, waewae tapu takahi te ara taua, waewae tapu takahi te ara taua, waewae tapu takahi te ara taua, waewae tapu takahi te ara taua, a war party, a war party!, footsteps pound the sacred warpath, many heads are sought, many slaves are sought, this is the work of tumatauenga, behold, the chisel of mataora, the strong back, the base of the spine, the buttock spirals, the thigh, the war belt, the tattooed bodies of warriors, these are the omens of war, a mighty battle to avenge us, our ancestors gather to assist us, our priests prepare the incantations, this is the work of tumatauenga, behold, the chisel of mataora, the strong back, the base of the spine, the buttock spirals, the thigh, the war belt, the tattooed bodies of warriors, these are the omens of war, of tumatauenga, of tumatauenga, of tumatauenga, of tumatauenga, this is the work of tumatauenga, this is the work of tumatauenga, this is the work of tumatauenga, this is the work of tumatauenga, the cry of guns, the blows of the taiaha, the sweet flesh of our enemies, the ovens fill our bellies with revenge, this is the work of tumatauenga, behold, the chisel of mataora, the strong back, the base of the spine, the buttock spirals, the thigh, the war belt, the tattooed bodies of warriors, these are the omens of war, footsteps pound the sacred warpath, footsteps pound the sacred warpath, footsteps pound the sacred warpath, footsteps pound the sacred warpath
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Artist: alien weaponry