'Ok, Confirmation on our move out to our destination
Keep your eyes peeled, you dont know what evil can hide his face in'
As he exits the vehicle, and make sure the ear piece is tightly in place
He fixes his sunglasses and makes sure his tie is adjacent to his face
Patting the holster on his side, and catching his partner in the eye
He opens the door and stands up, a crowd of strangers
Head on a swivel, keepin his eye out for dangers
He makes sure every move is sequential, no pause in between
Because every move is consequential, in sync with his team
His hand reaches into the car and motions him out
The man signals an ok with a nod, not opening his mouth
Hes in a blue suit, red tie, and pokes his head out of the car
Crowd goes ecstatic, with cheers so loud they echo to Mars
Cameras flashing, Microphones pushed to his direction
But the man in the glasses pushes them to their own section
The crowd is still potent with the arrival of their leader
With signs and screams, the mood starts to teeter
In a blink of an eye, You hear nothing from their mouths
As the man in the glasses turns sharply around
1...2...3 shots, the moment turns to slow motion
His instict pulls him to the floor, but in his heart he knows it
He stands up and darts towards his boss, pushing him to the concrete
His glasses fall to the ground as the lead and his chest meet
Flying back, he hits the podium and slowly slides to the blacktop
No spark left, and no way to ignite like a wet matchbox
His head slowly tilts to the side, and on his face a grin
Eyes look up and catch his boss', as the thread runs thin
The leader grabs the man in black, and falls to his knees
'This man lost his life, because i was his responsibility'
Standing up, but in a suit of white
Now walking down the road of gold,
Towards the only street light
Letting go of sin, starting his life long sentence
realising his responsibility turned to be his own pennance
Sorry i went a little over, if you have to go by rules d/q me, but C'mon now its only 3 lines and won't make a difference.