Senator Armstrong punch

335 views • 2 upvotes • Made by Tempest.The.Zeraora 2 years ago in MS_memer_group

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1 up, 2y
Born

Into a pack

There’s no choice

But take orders to attack

Locked up in chains

I get fed

But the hunger still remains

Not content to live this way

Being led by the blind

Got to plan my dispersal

Time to leave them all behind

Breaking out of my pain

Nothing ventured – nothing gained

I’m my own master now

Bear the mark of my scars

Shedding blood underneath the stars

But I will survive somehow

Oooooooo

Oooooooo

Hear me howl

Time to leave them all behind

I’m my own master now
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1 up, 2y
Wash away the anger

Here I stand beneath the warm and soothing rain

The droplets falling gently down on the terrain

Wash away the sorrow all the stains of time

But there’s no memory it’s only dry inside

In the mud and sinking deeper

Into a peaceful life

And it will come like a flood of pain

Pouring down on me

And it will not let up

Until the end is here

And it will come through the darkest day

In my final hour

And it will never rest until the clouds are clear

Until it finds my dreams have disappeared

My dreams disappear
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1 up, 2y
Memories broken

The truth goes unspoken

I’ve even forgotten my name

I don’t know the season

Or what is the reason

I’m standing here holding my blade

A desolate place

Without any trace

It’s only the cold wind I feel

It’s me that I spite

As I stand up and fight

The only thing I know for real

There will be blood-shed

The man in the mirror nods his head

The only one left

Will ride upon the dragon’s back

Because the mountains don’t give back what they take

Oh no

There will be blood-shed

It’s the only thing I’ve ever known

Losing my identity

Wondering have I gone insane

To find the truth in front of me

I must climb this mountain range

Looking downward from this deadly height

And never realizing why I fight

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STANDING HERE, I REALIZE YOU WERE JUST LIKE ME TRYING TO MAKE HISTORY. BUT WHO'S TO JUDGE THE RIGHT FROM WRONG. WHEN OUR GUARD IS DOWN I THINK WE'LL BOTH AGREE. THAT VIOLENCE BREEDS VIOLENCE. BUT IN THE END IT HAS TO BE THIS WAY. I'VE CURVED MY OWN PATH, YOU'VE FOLLOWED YOUR WRATH; BUT MAYBE WE'RE BOTH THE SAME. THE WORLD HAS TURNED, AND SO MANY HAVE BURNED. BUT NOBODY IS TO BLAME. IT'S TEARING ACROSS THIS BARREN WASTED LAND. I FEEL NEW LIFE COULD BE BORN BENEATH THE BLOOD STAINED SAND.