I felt a call from the midnight light,
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I have been called to end a life.
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October 5th 1965 you'll have to fight to stay alive.
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A price was set on your head this night,
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It's now my job to make you die.
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This is the night that you shall die,
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The evening that you fall.
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My sights are set and your loosing time,
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Your life's in my hands now.
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Only faces no names I dont get involed,
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Slide the briefcase across the table.
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Half up front, Half when Im done.
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I'll bring the head of the hunted.
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A bullet whispers across the room,
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You taste the blood from the exit wound.
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Im the man sent to destroy you.
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Im the assassin That stands behind you
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I have the face you will never see.
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The contract is over as I step from the shadows
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Your eyes still wide with my gun still smoking (As you hit the floor)
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I set my piece down to shut your eyes
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But someone's coming the doorknob turns
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So pick it up
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Out the window I make my escape
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Down the wall and through the alleyway
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A car awaits so I can get away
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I'll slip through the night and you will never find me.
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Screams of the dead still echo in my head,
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Is this the life I was meant to live. (x2)
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The crys of the dead I will never ever forget. (x2)
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I will never forget.
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Spy Hunter
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Thyne Scabbard |