:32:57
MINER'S HAND ARE
COVERED IN BLOOD
:33:02
CHILD CRIES IN THE
WAR FLAME
:33:08
YOU'RE GONE AND SO
IS YOUR DRESS,
:33:16
WILL THE SUN EVER
SHINE ON US
:33:25
A LITTLE VIOLET DRESS,
YOU WERE WEARING
:33:31
WHEN YOU WENT TO KISS HIM,
AND YOU WERE MY TRUE LOVE
:33:53
What was that?
- Come on, speccy. Play!
:33:57
Go on, four eyes. No need to
shit yourself from one bomb.