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I could hear the mission bells ringing

and i knew the burning pain that i was feeling

was the bullet i had taken deep in my chest.



I can`t go on any further,i must rest

the mission bells seems closer,it

seems they were ringing for me.



As the life slowly drifted from me

she appeared from out of no where

to say goodbye she gave me my last kiss

before i had to die...