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Running like a wild fire across the plains.

Comming quick engulfing you in flames.

Followed by silence, calming the violence.

shake ur head ur not dead.

More alive then ever, lighter then a feather.

let the animal out of the cage; burn off some rage

got a taist of blood while rolling in the mud.

usally only white but a little red well be alright.

The mist is in the air stripping everthing bare.

watching the senery deterate not falling for the bate.

13 miles ahead is what the wise man said.

snatching up the scroll getting ready to roll.

Riding the white line sun in ur eyes making you blind.

heading for the hills fish like gills.

riding the coaster with green and white .

better watch out theres gonna be a fight .

beat eathother down as the ride goes round.

bigging to slow energy getting to low.

Time for the feast have to feed the beast.

Back in the cage bigging to feel the rage.

Running wild like a fire across the plains.

Comming quick engulfing you in flames.