| Deep in the conflict
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| Whole body braced for the impact
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| Liquid melody soaks me
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| Thoughts flow through with syntax
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| Ducking and diving
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| See me weaving through heathen masses
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| My vision blurs, militant serves
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| Deep in the passage
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| There’s no escape
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| You’re just a red mark my laser paint
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| Killer instinct, sharp like the edge of a razor blade
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| Your body bag, squeeze of the trigger
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| The quick flash blind
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| Solo seek peace when the last enemy flat lines
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| Shellshock
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| Call me the Minotaur
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| Cave dweller settle the final score
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| Brave terrorist, head effects to the minor scores
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| Raise tension, stress levels and violence soar
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| Less tortured venomous methods of silence spawn
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| Affect the army that when the enemy fight the swarm
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| Stay sheltered, stray pellets sent a vital cause
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| Pray weather forgives, else the night was scorn
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| Crazed venture, Beggers destined to ride the storm
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| Shellshock |