Freedom's Death
Posted: Wed Oct 08, 2008 2:05 am
It's freedom to speak
that'll be reachin the weak,
It's say what you want,
with a reason beneath,
So take a breath of fresh air,
it's the season to breathe,
The time where poverty ends,
and we're all leavin the street,
No more violence to live,
and the feelin is free,
Free as the wind,
i'll let it carry me on,
Until this earth is destroyed,
and everything's gone.
that'll be reachin the weak,
It's say what you want,
with a reason beneath,
So take a breath of fresh air,
it's the season to breathe,
The time where poverty ends,
and we're all leavin the street,
No more violence to live,
and the feelin is free,
Free as the wind,
i'll let it carry me on,
Until this earth is destroyed,
and everything's gone.