last day of a terrorist
Grab for my briefcase
I stop my car,
Check my belt
Let's start this war
I get a little swetty,
As i walk to the building
slowly i get inside
The last chance
After this there's no way out
Rethink the reason what this war was about
Was it about religion, oil, or power?
I can't recall it,
As i go into my final hour
Tic tac tic,
Just minutes away now,
Here comes the message,
The heads up from the big boss
now at the crucial moment
I'm getting a second stop
Just seconds away,
maybe i can put this al to a stop
damn its to late!
Search for cover!
Hurry get on the floor let yourself drop!
I hear myself shout
it has no use
The bomb goes of
All i see is a big red flash
And my life is put to a stop!
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