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Simon好似忘却了身上的伤痛，忘情地歌唱：
“The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome.
Suspension lines were tied in knots, around his skinny bones.
The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.”
雇佣兵们也变得高昂起来：
“Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.
He ain't gonna jump no more.”
外面，林锐看着漆黑的教堂：“给他们祈祷的时间吧。”
“你说过给他们一个小时，我们给足他们。”海军陆战队营长说，“他们没有难为人质，我们也给他们足够的尊重。”
林锐点点头，目光炯炯地看着漆黑的教堂。
歌声还在传出来：
“The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind，
He thought about the girl back home，the one he left behind.
He thought about the medicos and wondered what they'd find.
And he ain't gonna jump no more.
...
The ambulance was on the spot， the jeeps were running wild.
Thc medics jumped and screamed with glee, roll
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