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Days of Red lyrics
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
nowhere to hide
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