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Post by veyl on Mar 2, 2006 3:32:56 GMT -5
Tread not light footed across a path of shattered glass for pain is only an illusion of the weak minded stare directly into the sun before it shall set and harmony will embrace your vision hold the sweet breath of death without losing your balance standing strong is lifes last adventure Broken limbs prevail with the glue from surrounding tragedies forcing the scorned bonds of mending Forbidden lies fall from grace to their rightful home in hell Forever burning in effigy to soothe the essence of our eternal souls Sunrise calls the regrowth of all and the demise of night with a single ray of its power
Shall our captains call the fray to despise our sinful foe or shall the war wage on for serenity Little tears from porcelain faces will caress the surface of the slain They shall carry over lost loves into the Earth What pain shall we endure before anguish is conquered in the self glorified victory cry from the depths of our inner being. Stand strong amongst the cowards that lie between our steps and shackle our ankles with their misfortunes. Break the noose that grips our throats within its clutch, Fly free.
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