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 their spines A reign to last one-thousand years
Running for your life, getting nowhere, they got you on your knees No light at the end of the tunnel, no escape, no reprieve
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide, no way, no how, to try and stay alive
The revolution is a means to and end The sickle swings reaping crops of dead Hammers are falling, they're smashing the bones Necks will be strung, heads will roll
Ready, aim
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