Ambush from Post-A by Ralph Mönius

AMBUSH

Empty corridors
And all the echoes
Of our steps
On concrete floors

Old mining shafts
There I see
Some gold in the wall
And I laugh

The air is thin
I left the car outside
'Neath some rocks it hides
'Cause she said "Come on in"

To empty corridors
And all the echoes
Of our steps
On concrete floors

No radiation here
She takes her mask off
Unsnaps her suit
I stay in gear

Nothing to fear
We're alone here
Standing, breathing
And no sound to hear

Just empty corridors
And all the echoes
Of our steps
On concrete floors

There's nothing to fear
No sound to hear
Calm down, my dear
Nobody's here

Just empty corridors
And all the echoes
Of our steps
On concrete floors

Guns
We stop

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