On duty

by NICKOLAS ELGERT   Aug 4, 2004


I stand my watch with a gun
You make a move towards me
And you wont go home to your son

When it comes to me and you
I will pull the trigger before you do
So I will stay true

And I will not cry
While I am watching you die
I will think in your head

That your dead and I am not
And since you challenged me
You shall rot

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