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flight, fight or flee ?

as the sun sets hiding behind the sleeping town

 the mahogny flickers, dancing alive

above the sunrise, the old man living his tragedy

below the lake blood stained sheets, merely thrive

till time and distance do us apart 

we live this nightmare

a heart for a heart

a baby unborn, a father adorned by death

my sweet lover of 94' gone for debt

stolen for honour, baby your such a goner

 its all around the corner

hold your breath, they watch with eyes of bronze

for the gold they want, is in the pocket of warmth



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