الكلمات الأصلية
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As I took at my friend he is weeping
Bullets striking condemned martyrs
Am I next
Blasting on a wrath of vengeance
Ready to kill everyone of us
I must scape
Sounds of loud reigns
Some collapse in the panic
The fear is overwhelming
To look in their eyes
Could bring forth certain demise
Scattered shots and screaming
The situation has gone on too long
The nightmare gets worse
Exploding bodies
Friends glaring
With morbid
Glares of death
Running down a hall
I hear footsteps
Following close behind
Am I next
I must scape
As I took at my friend he is weeping
Bullets striking condemned martyrs
Am I next
Blasting on a wrath of vengeance
Ready to kill everyone of us
I must scape
