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In The Heart Of This Warriors Flame
 
True
hope is
that you
shall always
raise your head
up
high
and let
the heavens
hear your
battle cry

For now
you can slam
down
the hardest
hammers
of the Gods
against the
mad hatters
and his
leaders
of this
war
torn
generation

Continue with
the might of
steel
spewing
back
thier propaganda
and media
bourne
poisons and
polished
disguises

Let all
your
scars
begin to
heal

As we stand
together
breaking
and sharing
the breads
of whole truth

May no more
blood be shed
and the
foul
stench
of sulfer
fill our
soil lungs

For nothing is
trival
out in the
wastelands
of all
foreign
mindfields

Dirty and
torn
are the wings
of the
peaceful
dove

Now in
dire need
of a healing
by the
feathers
of a risen
phoenix

We can
never rest
upon the
highest
mountain

Let
the chains
of
tranny

Be only
thier
broken
testament

For in the heart of
this warrior's
flame
shall burn
the
eternal
conflicts
of all
mankind

So glory be to
brave
my brothers and
sisters
unite and
together
FIGHT ON !!!!

ThaPoeticFire
Copyright © 2011
All Rights Reserved



By ThaPoeticFire

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