Epic

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Rusty old nail

Rusty old nail

Ay, I'm a rusty old nail
I've held a beam or two
Kept the roof over your head
And the...

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THE RHYTHM

I started searching

For some thing

Just like a new born being-

Initially I was...

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Ha Ha Halloween

The trees moves with the cold wind,

They sway with a fierce motion,

It's the scariest...

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The Gold Streets

The Gold Streets

Sometimes I miss, the way it used to be
when things made sense
and everybody was a G

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Be Prepared or get Killed

Be Prepared or get Killed

He lived the life of a street monk
the lords Shepard
could never be a weak punk

...

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Beneath the Surface

Beneath the Surface

How deep is too deep
After your bodys gone weak
Whats missing your confusing me
One...

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~ Army of Lightening ~

The medicine I need is locked away. Growing from the earth yet troubles i face.

The truth of our...

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~ today, today ~

On this day the morning rose and i released my fears. Under the sun i go again and test my judging peers...

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Abuse

Some men water gardens
That never ever grow
Other men find bargains
Some men grieved...

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sweet dreams

i sing to you i watch you sleep,

with toy´s and doll´s upon your sheet,

you looked at me...

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MY BROTHER

While looking back on my early years
Not quite a baby but very much a child
Playing with kids...

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memories

it´s funny how your memories catch up with you ,

sometimes their good and sometimes their bad ,...

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When Climbing

When down and out
You must take pictures
Remember when about
They make good treasures...

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Love Tattoo

Love Tattoo

Tattoo your love upon my heart
Indelible script that we are one
Beyond the surface of my skin...

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No Vacancy

No Vacancy

The woven blanket underneath my back
Leaves harsh little dents against my pale skin
Serves me...

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God's Murder Trial

In the court of public opinion
God is called forth and questioned
What He could and would...

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Dead In Living Color

Dead In Living Color

Grey clouds hover over the dying
While the living prepare black outfits
Dark foreboding...