.air is hot with revolution, brilliant as a fire-ball - october is cold, our passion enflamed - days of red, days of blood
nowhere to run, no where to hide - no way, no how, to try and stay alive
silent scope, my target nears - my bead is drawn, my aim is true - broke the line, cracked .
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