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He chose his path
He's heading for his new home But that land isn't ready for him Clouds are pouring tears Gods are petrified ...so soon he died This warrior left his battlefield Before blood got spilled My friend, and my brother... We salute you!!!! There will be no other ...No one like you I'm not on a radio show But i say "hi" to you now And i forever will... wherever you are Upon the sky, i fix my eyes... I'm searching for your look ...the blue sky in your eyes Such poisoned thought fullfiled your mind Going insane... and yet so blind For you there was no way out ... but for us there were many. ... could've been...
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