Tonight the moon hangs low, we walk into town on a countries dirt road
In clean clothes he stands too tall, you still heed the rebels call
Who is the shadow behind your door?
Whose face are you looking for?
Shot rings out, this country shots "his kind are animals"
This country stops, when this man drops
You stopped a criminal
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