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