| Nothing worth taking, all was forsaken
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| Hit on the blind side, caught in the spotlights
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| Warning came late, no chance of alluding
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| Time had run out,
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| All that was left was the smoke from the ruins
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| Shadows were long as they forged through the night
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| Looking for signs of the day,
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| Deep in their minds as they walked out of sight
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| Leading the hours away
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| Mission completed ' all were defeated
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| Branded with fire, now filled with desire
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| Message came through on the wings of a prayer
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| Feelings were high for a time
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| Slap on the backs for the ones who had dared
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| To run with the wolves of our time
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| The heat is on, when victorys won, and your outout in the cold,
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| The dogs of war, will bite the hand for a price, and then hear them roar
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| Their mission completed, the innocents bleeding
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| Hit on the blind side, caught in the spotlights
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| Warning came late, no chance of alluding
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| Time had run out
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| All they had left was the smoke and the ruins
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| Shadows were long as they forged through the night
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| Looking for signs of the day,
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| Slap on the backs for the one’s who had dared
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| To buy someone', s freedom' who pays…
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| The heat is on, when victory’s, won, and your out out in the cold
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| The dogs of war, will bite the hand for a price, and then hear them roar |