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 victory's 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
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The Dogs Of War
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| Michael Schenker Group |
