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Price of Freedom


Life is priceless
yet we waste it
Like it's worthless
It is our curse
The human nature

Engine of desire revs
with deafening sound
Our neverending story
fight, kill and die
Never say: I'm sorry

For our freedom
blood and tears
we have to pay
Death and piss
we give away




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Publicerad 2012-01-19 18:03



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