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Geer

High Prophet of Blue
Aug 4, 2006
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In my own little world where I rule over all
Zenny
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The thought of loss is one so cold
To see the men who look so bold
They cry to sleep and wake to tears
The endless screams of men with fears

They fight for a cause that none can compare
To make us feel warm and sit in our chairs
While over sees they fight for our freedom
We sit at home and think nothing of them

When the day comes to call in the brave
People go to a different crave
To see them fighting is something great
For people to see what they really make

Freedom cost lives
And many have died
To see it through
Would be much a surprise