| Flame on! |
| They’re coming down from the hills
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| Attacking from both sides… they’re closing in for the kill it’s only a matter
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| of time…
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| We’re running out of ammo fast we must stand at the line, every man to the last
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| They’re all around us, so no get away each and every hour, it goes on all day
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| Use the blade and run them through… with no shot left, what else can we do
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| Where are they coming from?
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| Echoes of a distant battle… echoes, echoes of a distant battle… echoes
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| They’re saluting us as warriors there’s hardly a man alive…
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| They disappear in a cloud of dust and attack for the last time…
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| We’re running out of ammo fast we must stand at the line, every man to the last
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| They’re all around us, so no get away each and every hour, it goes on all day
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| Use the blade and run them through… with no shot left, what else can we do
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| Where are they coming from?
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| Echoes of a distant battle… echoes, echoes of a distant battle… echoes
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| They came down from the hills attacked from both sides
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| They closed in for the kill hit us for the last time
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| We’re running out of ammo fast we must stand at the line, every man to the last
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| They’re all around us, so no get away each and every hour, it goes on all day
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| Use the blade and run them through… with no shot left, what else can we do
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| Where are they coming from?
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| Echoes of a distant battle… echoes, echoes of a distant battle… echoes. |