The Flight is thorough, always was
He plans so far ahead
That the Phantom'd check his old hideouts
He had long since known
The fool's phone rings, he answers quick
The Flight's voice intercedes
He whispers two most deadly words
"Watch out." The line goes dead
Moments pass and across the city
Explosions thunder fast
Fire, smoke, everything
Shatters in the air
Hundreds burned, countless killed
In less then fifteen seconds
In distant shadows the Flight just smiles
And fades into the dark
The entire city shakes and shudders
At the Flight's first blow
No hiding now, it's all begun
All will know it now.
Next Week: Losing
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