At eighteen years of age,
Defining all the adversities...
Deep in the desert, dead and cast away
Where innocence is buried, in sand...
I have cried and wept,
believed and had faith...
(For Syria)
I find a way...
Hey Mr. bush:
is a quart of blood worth a quart of oil...
We came from different ways of life and different...
only to come together and put a constitution in...
You do it for the so called pride,
you do it for the fame...
~Inspired by the first history of Hebrews...
As I walk across the desert pack on my back gun in...
I see all the bodies lying on the cold land...
This is the life we chose
And each one of us knows...
Don't Forget To Remember Me,
When your time has come...
It's a catalytic repose
Of innocence and Dixie toes...