The body of the past
For the rights of my pride I give all my crimes That Stole who I'm Which change the good inside Let's bring the fear behind Sing to erase the tears down Make the dead memory alive again Where we killed it once upon time Changed mind Can give all the life it sense Do we know that life envolve The conscience get to be told While the mature soul Sing along to the epic times !
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