The snarl of the soul

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Is this where i belong?

Have i not any name?

Go along the path it leads

Sing along the verses it speaks

Take away the hue of joy

Bring in the cry of coy

Fists that strain

And the tongues that preach

Deep below, the lion shall weep

For the sake of peace

The soul begin it's far mysterious journey

for it be the loneliest thing

"The place be called Life

And thee be named Death."

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 22, 2013 ⏰

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