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Somewhere
To the troubled times,
and the precious rhythm that flows us through life.
To the death and sorrow that makes us seem to live twice.
Who we know,
and where we go.
A trial by fire,
to retire
from our space,
and to know how it all took place.
Through a grace,
to a peace,
unknown in the dark blood flown streets.
Where are our heros in this historical piece.
Locked up, oppressed, and tortured by the call
of how to respond to the beyond and not fall.
Societies troubled race, strong is the soul.
Fed up with this place, and outta control.
"Death before disgrace."
Tormented by the cold,
driven by the heat of the souls energy lusting for peace.
Until we cross the otherside as the deceased.
