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Tomb Raider

Tomb Raider

I am searching for something I may never find
But I'm stead fast on the trail
And my vision and my mission
Is something I refuse to fail
I need that ark of the covenant 
I am gonna drink from the holy grail
I'm out raiding tombs
To the edge of the earth I sail

Every dark crevice of this earth
I will leave my mark upon it
Every dusty chasm
Illuminated by torches I have lit
A seeker of lost knowledge
I see the real, no counterfeit 
And any thing that's in my way
I rise above and conquer it

Not to say my line of work
Doesn't have its scrapes and broken bones
Facing the reanimated
And natives with their sticks and stones
But I will read the ancient wisdom
That has been locked in these old tomes
And I will unravel the mysteries
And I will do it on my own

They say say there are no lucky ones
Just the brave you stick out there neck
And I have not come across
A solid reason to give up yet
I will uncover the legends 
And deal with what I get
And I'll do it all , to receive my fathers respect

Even though he's left this world
I hear his voice in my head
And I want him to be proud of me 
When I join him amongst the dead
So every enemy I face 
I will leave them full of lead
And still be able to sleep at nite
When I at home in my bed

By LukeCoomer (c)

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