| It comes the fire, running through the night
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| It comes the gunship, running out of time
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| It’s the first step, a pleasure of the fought
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| It’s the same trap, where the others failed before
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| A rolling thunder, flaming darts at night
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| A Linebacker!
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| Here is the time, a line of the man
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| Too distant void, the fat of the land
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| Endless bombing — destruction everywhere
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| A solution founded over there
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| Conventional warfare? |
| A guerrilla war at last
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| Earth mother has turned into past
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| A rolling thunder, flaming darts at night
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| A Linebacker!
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| Here is the time, a line of the man
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| Too distant void, the fat of the land
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| Here is the time, a line of the man
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| Too distant void, the fat of the land
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| A rolling thunder, flaming darts at night
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| A Linebacker!
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| Here is the time, a line of the man
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| Too distant void, the fat of the land
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| Here is the time, a line of the man
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| Too distant void, the fat of the land |