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Apr 2016
Here I lay my head
once clean and white
was living now dead  
no restoring it to life

As is above... is below
Do what thou wilt
if that be your will
then make it so

Now dark was once light
once sterile and white
like the living dead
you trying to bring back life

The eagle soars over head
The prey is dripping red
The mouse in its mouth
is bleeding out!!!!!!!!
A nation that's surly dead
cant get your daily bread
wont help any how
but tear it down!!!!!

For love to grow
we must know some pain
Our destination unknown
and the pigs we've slain

Blood stains the ice
Snow that's crimson red
Its nature, its the prize
that well soon be dead

Blood splatters the ice
and the fire burns low
Hed my advice
you cant..let go
Leal Knowone
Written by
Leal Knowone  Nazareth Hell
(Nazareth Hell)   
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