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Darkness creeps around us in the twilight time |
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The string of decoy-ducks is swinging on the waves |
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Behind the ness |
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The flock is dabbling |
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The tension intensifies |
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Before their takeoff |
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We hear the wings rustling just before they come |
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And with the calling sound we bluff them down to land |
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Deadfall - merciless firestorm |
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Deadfall - merciless firestorm |
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Take 'em all down |
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Before it ends |
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We're running out of shells |
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And they have gone |
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We just shot none |
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Time to stop this lethal game |
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We have had our chance to take |
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But we still have days to come |
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Shallow waters call, my friend |
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And when the time is right we just can't resist |
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The call of the gentle wind coming from the west |
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With those rustling wings they're coming once again |
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And we're hiding in the bushes waiting for them |
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Deadfall - merciless firestorm |
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Deadfall - merciless firestorm |
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Take 'em all down |
