Relying On Terror (The End of Terrorists)
By Semper Fi Reborn
I rely on the eagle, globe, and anchor.
Marines know what I mean!
That, and the song that my M16 sings.
It'll make your ears ring,
The melody plays in ways,
That shake up the inner ear and leave ya stunned for days.
They angered me
When Bin Laden wasn't caught.
So I don my camouflage,
Cause freedom must be bought,
A fool must be sought,
A lesson must be taught,
A fiend must be fought, with no time for thought.
Like a holocaust, the blood of the innocent cried out.
Drop me from a plane,
I'll smoke that rat out,
And if he has doubt, that his chances are slim.
A pissed off Marine is out gunning for him.
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