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JuiceBox69
Fucking on Young N Dumb Chicken Heads
From cities of Brick To houses of sticks Clash to the pounding of the drums Heart pumping to the beat of war Body dancing to the call of death Rich battle against the poor
Farmers sons United as one Blue bloods fight the free But hatred will bring us victory
Our anger stems into violence Sick of forced silence Anger be our savior Freedoms true creator God may not present But power belongs to the peasants
Iron, stone, blood and bone Answer to combats tone Avenge our fallen kin United as brothers to kill the king
Our battle cry will echo through eternity Lay waste to uncertainty For misery we have ignited Under one banner we will stand united
No more tears No more fear Freedom awaits us in time Make them answer for there crimes
If we die, we die free brothers If we die we die for eachover So stand and fight beside me Take your place in eternity
lay waste to kingdom Our first taste of freedom Iron, stone, blood and bone Stand as one and take the throne
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I can imagine a slow deep base rhythm in the background like far off war drums as you pound out your message.
I'm digg'n it!