Enough is enough cause we cannot be late. Calm rose, violent wind. The only surrender tonight, shall not be our own. They cannot escape... one if by land, two if by sea. Because I saved my money but it cant save me... and maybe theres blood from the past. But its not from me. Oh, they can take away one man. They can take away his mic. But they cannot take us all. No, they cant dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams. So they cant bury me... they cant bury me. Oh, we cant hope that somebody else take our place. No, we cant hope that somebody else take our place. History books read with all of our names. Be it blood... be it ink... but at least we were free. And this is only but a fraction of what Ive got to say. But it must be said... it must be said. And if I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace. Yeah, I spoke with the wrath of its grace. Calm rose, come violent wind. Oh, we stand hand in hand. And we walk without fear... and this is a revolution.... .LONG LIVE THE CHARIOT.
Posted on: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 21:28:43 +0000
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