The screams I hear of dead soldiers trying to escap ther toumb of the deep knocking and distance explosions of the echoes of the past the fire of hell was droped thousands of lives lost into a distant scream voices heard help help as crews raced to free the souls of the dead tears will start to slowly overflow when you know the fight will never end the dead scream and cry for there loves as time sealed them into a watery grave the last few mins was the prayer of our loard and savior to lift there souls to heaven the dead scream in distance years as you look at the us Arizona
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 10:43 PM UTC
The screams I hear of dead soldiers trying to escap ther toumb of the deep knocking and distance explosions of the echoes of the past the fire of hell was droped thousands of lives lost into a distant scream voices heard help help as crews raced to free the souls of the dead tears will start to slowly overflow when you know the fight will never end the dead scream and cry for there loves as time sealed them into a watery grave the last few mins was the prayer of our loard and savior to lift there souls to heaven the dead scream in distance years as you look at the us Arizona
When I write I listen to music it makes the words just flow out
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