The bones of the past
They haunt me
They scream their accusations
The truth of my past
Bleed from their skinless bodies
This is my hell
Prace
Peace to you Peace toe Peace to the one living on the street Peace to the working Peace to those unable Peace to to everyone who helps pu...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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