Hondo Maclean mortal kombat

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Fight combat so you've got to go, go, gone
This surge has taken destined to bestow
Get over here
Cold morning wrapped in shivering silence
I hear the fountains pour and I'm reassured
Before I forget to remember
Final round, saltwater swallow choke my lung
Caught out blue tears in the company of none
All drunken eyes
Raining just like the day I heard of
Your devastating acceleration
Rain kept hitting ground, I drown
My head is in the clouds
And I am soaked right through
Gotta dry these dripping clothes
Or else every hand I shake
Could catch these dripping blues
Gotta dry these dripping clothes
Or else every hand I shake
Could catch these dripping blues
Gotta dry these dripping clothes
I've gotta get out of these dripping clothes
We're staring into
A void that seems to be, everywhere between
The skyline down to the sea
Shine your distant rest - anaethetised
Finish him
Sun's gone to plan for a better day
Sun's gone to plan for
Fatality, flawless victory

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