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Automatic death machine

Sustained at rapid rate

Bipod bedded in and chocked

Adverse conditions set

You’ll find me where the action is

I’m a national investment

Feared by all on both sides

Of the iron tangent

Ellipse

Cast on the ground

Sacred sign of instant death

Marked by automatic fire

The souls that it reaps

Shredded to pieces

To the song

Of the machine gun

Bombed up and ready to rock

If it has to be this way

I saturate the beaten zone

That’s why I never miss

Bullets arc across the sky

Through the cone of fire

Killing burst on target

Belt-fed, perforating bullet holes

I am automatic

I am rugged, wild, and free

I’m alive

Ellipse

Cast on the ground

Sacred sign of instant death

Marked by automatic fire

The souls that it reaps

Shredded to pieces

To the song

Of the machine gun