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Ice-T
Ice-T
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Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
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Kiko Loureiro
Kiko Loureiro
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Steve Di Giorgio
Steve Di Giorgio
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Dirk Verbeuren
Dirk Verbeuren
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Eric Darken
Eric Darken
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Roger Lima
Roger Lima
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Ice-T
Ice-T
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Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
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Kiko Loureiro
Kiko Loureiro
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Dirk Verbeuren
Dirk Verbeuren
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Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
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Chris Rakestraw
Chris Rakestraw
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Josh Wilbur
Josh Wilbur
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Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
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Lowell (RU) Reynolds (RU)
Lowell (RU) Reynolds (RU)
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Maddie Harmon
Maddie Harmon
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Rick West
Rick West
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Concealed in the night from the light of the moon Undetected between the heavens, the stars and the seas They seize the night when it's dark, like inside a tomb Faintly, their flat black body armor gleams, light it up From verdict, to deliverance, to retribution To the very last beat of a dead man's pulse You can hear the thunder roll, you can hear the engines roar It causes the ground to quake, to buck and convulse Lights out in the desert Battleborn, ready to fight Your death waits in the dark And it stalks the night Night stalkers The angels of death ride the waves of the air You barely see the pilots on this zero-illum night The avenger's ready now, as the target's growing near Tracer bullets shot from the ground, behind enemy lines Blacked out, we're under radio silence Night vision on, green halos aglow It's killing time, another lesson in violence Bodies pile up and adrenaline starts to flow Lights out in the desert Battleborn, ready to fight Your death waits in the dark And it stalks the night Night stalkers Yo, when you hear four MH-47 and Black Hawk helicopters coming in low In the dark of night, loaded with Rangers and Delta Force Special Ops shooters Locked and loaded, game's over, bitches Got ya in my night vision, 'bout to let this 30 millimeter canon go You never seen us coming, so there's no chance of running Nothing you do can stop them They're gonna get ya, wanted dead or alive You can run, but you know they will find you Death waits in the dark and they own the night Lights out in the desert Battleborn, ready to fight Your death waits in the dark And it stalks the night The night Hydra rockets are all locked and loaded Laser-guided Hellfire missiles are ready and armed Itchy fingers on 30 mike-mike triggers They enter the fight with all their targets acquired Flying in formation like a black snake Slithering closely over the map of the earth Slicing the silvery-blueish night fog to ribbons The time has come to return dirt back to the dirt Oh, yeah!
Writer(s): Dave Mustaine, Tracy Lauren Marrow Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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