Hitman: Blood Money.
i can't get enough of 47, his antics always bring a warm smile to my face.
especially when you shoot out a glass bottomed pool hanging over a cliff just to kill one man.
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When the clouds grow dark, the air turns cold.
When I'm scared and cry like a child.
You're there at my side, like a knight of old,
To calm me and hold me a while.
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