The night was still
The air was cold
The path was cracked
It bled the filth of us
Mary had a heart for Chris
He was my little heart too
We thought it would stop
It was broken
The law took him away
They said we were not ready
The debt fell like a hill on our necks
And they finally broke our dream
They left us in the shadows
Chris would become their lab rat
But our faith stood in their way
And our pursuit for them began
Now all eyes are on us
We may have won the battle
But the hunt was born
There was no home anymore
Foe after foe we fight
The faith in Chris kindled
And we prove to be strong
But their blood is on our hands
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 5:29 PM UTC
The night was still
The air was cold
The path was cracked
It bled the filth of us
Mary had a heart for Chris
He was my little heart too
We thought it would stop
It was broken
The law took him away
They said we were not ready
The debt fell like a hill on our necks
And they finally broke our dream
They left us in the shadows
Chris would become their lab rat
But our faith stood in their way
And our pursuit for them began
Now all eyes are on us
We may have won the battle
But the hunt was born
There was no home anymore
Foe after foe we fight
The faith in Chris kindled
And we prove to be strong
But their blood is on our hands
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