Flag Capture

Shed a thousand lights on me
It makes no difference at all
Because compromise is death
And I plan on living

Split a piece of wood and you'll see
Turn a stone and behold something greater than yourself

Oh, what a ride, the pain of the truth is as bad as
deception
Search yourself

Tear the blinders all away to find a sinister resolve
Behind the eyes of those that seem close

Your rival, born to eradicate your rival
You've got one shot, don't be late
Your rival, born to eradicate your rival
Before it's too late

Run the horses onward, faster, faster, faster