Cowards and hypocrites! They shot at us
Even if their lungs will break
Because they've been made a game and prey.
Anywhere they find themselves
A gun, they cannot hold, nor a sword draw
Yet cowards and hypocrites! Their sound to haunt
They smell of this refrain
Even from the distance
Sheer bravado without guidelines
Makes them think they can do
What they have no idea of.
If they can only hold a gun, or draw a sword
Before changing their situation
May we be cowards and hypocrites.
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