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Bricks and stone and older stoves
I used to serve ice cream
A chance at freedom not thought out
It was something from my dream
I shoulda listened to all them they tried to protect me
But you don't know that you'll lose unless you try to win
Its mostly my fault because I didn't give everything
Bricks and stone and older stoves
I used to serve ice cream
A chance at freedom not thought out
It was something from my dream
I shoulda listened to all them they tried to protect me
But you don't know that you'll lose unless you try to win
Its mostly my fault because I didn't give everything
About Me:
All beside me empty shells
Soulless creatures with no light
Creatures of our creation full of spite
Heartless beings of the modern day
... Grandfather's traditions all thrown away
Their style is cool
They look the fool
I welcome the nightmare of my sleep
Its the only sanity I keep
For my day time friends are not for me
Lost in the commercial reality
Any true folk must unite
If we are to keep this world right
Honor what we've been taught
Grandfather's morals that they forgot
Grandmother's sweetness a memory
Grandmother's heart is to far from me
Lead a force of old school beliefs
Build a house from chopped trees
With the skills almost dead
Trades and tricks and wisdom said
Hard work for freedom earned and bread
Tons of children all well fed
I am the last gentleman
An old guy ready to live
A man who is proud
his life he'd give
Theories of behavior humans sins
No one left to blame nothing left to win
Gun shot blown ear drum
Pissed off because he thought he was the one
All the old lives that went to war
All the sacrifice and they still want more
No one left to lead us
No gods left to trust
A punk rock song written in vane
A punk rock song to celebrate a world insane
And they wonder why I'm bitter and sore
They wonder why I don't smile any more
Who's left to purchase all this
China made shit
Plastic made it
Earth in a box is a full kit
Gravitation pull
Poles moving Earth is asunder
And all us peasants sit and wonder
How we fucked this all up
What a blunder
All a board?
And the last sound we hear is thunder
Hometown:
Georgetown
Country:
Canada
Occupation:
ElectricianPower the burning sand that right now scorches my bare soles.Power the wind that blows my midnight hair.Power in the resistance of this sandy air.Power we burn.Power the suns are hot against my bare sooty skin.Power wasted.Power converted never created.Power is gravity that keeps me landed.Power orbit.Power is the strength in my sun-dried hands.Power stretches across my shouldersForce linear.Force of the Tangential.Force is power measured.
Companies:
Dust, kicked up, cloudy and suffocating trailing behind me. The hoofs beat down and at last I am making good time across the sand planes. I have come to realize that it takes more than just magic to survive. I don't have time to lesson myself further in the arts of defense and sword play. So I will focus on what I know best, death and I will raise dead bodyguards. Defenders of darkness I shall name them. After much research I have decided on two. Bowmen of York and Adel the dark skinned sniper
Schools:
Bishop RedingHumberHardknox
Interests:
We left the stable at ten to five with the stars to light our way. Insulated from the cold morning by a feeling of warmth. Strider carrying me far west I keep my foot down he will get no rest. Bread in germany close to Italy he will return me to you because you are home to me Adel-eh and I long to be there.With a rolling rattle we rip away from the day's battleWith the smell of diesel in the airMotivated by smell of your hairThe turbos whistle cries I wanna kiss youHigh compression followed in a cloud of black smoke oh how I miss youOne kilometer at time I will have you. You are mineRattle hum, shift into 5th another visionI will hold you this is my mission. Switch to track 5 to keep the pace aliveAs we close the distance I forget the instances they slip my mindDays work left behindThere is no fear deeper than our loveNo darkness that can snuff our happinessNo lost greater than what I have gainedI will see you againAnd love you this way
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