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Apr 2014
I did sign that treaty
that treaty forbidding me to spread my black wings
but time has past
and at last I am not your prisoner

Time to dance in the skies sweet
for I know the sins you have committed
you lied and cheated
you even lied about god

So the treaty I had with you
those words of little substance
I do burn them in your eyes
you ******* of sayers

I burn our covenant
and so **** on our treaty
run you sack of ****
for I am onto you


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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