Sweet dreams
Peace out
The day is done
Rest yout heaf
Close your eyes
Upon your bed
No More
I will not March I will not fight A better way other than Bloodshed and gore Your fight Your war Your politics Not mine You fight it I am...
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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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