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tombs of light tombs so bright above ground but yet below earth mystery lights beyond no voices to be heard but a coffin filled with one you ..

dreams of being chased whispers in my ear slowly creeping holding on wanting nothing but to strive take me to the wolves deep with in runnin..

with the sun high and all the horses all about the heart is with the wondrous horse how graces the horse can be with its mane flowing with ..

war upon war faces and places every day we suffer but not as much as he.. in the mud all alone with the rain falling upon his helmet he looks n..

with each tremble and tear with each look i fear with each peddle that drops i tend to care with each criticism and mockery i tend to look at ..

dreams of demons and repulsive fears running for life is not what i fear whats behind me that i fear in the dark and in my mind what shall i beco..

All that i can hear and all i can see theres nothing to fear but war it self to face such fear can be foolish at times but to stand and revolt i..

with marching comes time and time comes men war never stops but March's through time with blood of pain and screams of sorrow and tears of salv..

with frames of time old and young its beyond control, with eyes upon and faces of seriousness and sadness, eyes that tell and voices not heard,..

in the tormented nightmares of my unspoken foreseen dreams i dwell in a world of my tormented soul with the flames of heated battle and eyes ..