I want to walk along
the beach
With the waves
washing upon my bare feet
Holding hands with
my love
A kite in the sky
A tugboat passes by
Surfers ride the
waves
A perfect day
For a perfect stroll
Hand in hand
Down the beach we go
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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... -
The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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