really?
They thought I could be kept kept down by many plights They triend any and EVERYTHING I've fought my way to the very end Till I met the reaper. My body, laid away my soul, gone forever or so they thought... What about us?! I can hear the souls cry out What of war torn lands? What is to become of the system? I'm fighting my way outta heaven and I'm bustin' my way outta hell These Bastards thought death could hold me But Like a phoenix, my souls shall rise from its ashes and burn anew So as I climb back into my body and lift the lid of my room They would never see me rise again Fate, Life, Death Heaven, Hell Friends and Enemies Love and Lovers Were never ready for what I have become I'm here and I'll continue again through ressurection.really?
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- JonTalbain
- Didn't I tell you, what I believe... Did somebody say that....that love like that won't last? Didn't I give you all that I got to, give baby?
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