Over The Target

Over The Target: Battleground of Ideals
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Lyrics

The air in the foxhole's getting thick

The atmosphere in the defensive position is becoming tense and challenging.

The fifth generation war is now kinetic

A modern form of warfare, the fifth generation, has transitioned from conceptual to active.


You're over the target

The subject is flying above the intended destination.

The flak's closing in

Anti-aircraft fire is getting closer.

The enemy takes aim

The opposing force is preparing to attack.

You're over the target

Continuation of being over the target.

The panic sets in

A sense of fear and anxiety intensifies.

All that you hold dear is now fair game

Everything valuable is now vulnerable to attack.


Watch the bombs fall on their heads

Observing the impact of bombs on the enemy.

Cleanse the body politic

The cleansing of the political landscape.

The blood of tyrants feeds the tree of liberty

The downfall of oppressive rulers benefits the freedom of the people.


There's no parleying in good faith

No negotiations based on trust and honesty.

Pursuit of power took its rightful place

The relentless pursuit of power has taken its justified position.


You're over the target

Reiteration of being over the target.

The flak's closing in

The danger is approaching with anti-aircraft fire.

The enemy takes aim

The adversary is preparing to strike.

You're over the target

Continuation of being over the target.

The blitzkrieg begins

An intense and swift attack begins.

Nothing's ever gonna be the same

Anticipating significant and irreversible changes.


Watch the bombs fall on their heads

Observing the impact of bombs on the enemy (repeated).

Cleanse the body politic

Reiteration of cleansing the political landscape.

The blood of tyrants feeds the tree of liberty

Reiteration of the positive outcome of removing tyrants.


The die is cast

A critical decision has been made with no possibility of reversal.

There's no turning back from this

No retreat from the current course of action.

Weaponized bureaucracy

The bureaucratic system has become a weapon.

Gird up your loins

Prepare for a challenging situation.

Don't look back

Do not dwell on the past; the decisive moment has arrived.

Cuz they crossed the Rubicon tonight

A reference to a point of no return, likened to the historical event of crossing the Rubicon.

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