When I play my guitar
I am one with the vibration of each string
When I play my drum
I am one with every beat I play
The music overtakes me
Transporting me to a higher plain
Where we are no longer separate instruments
But have merged into one unit
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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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