When you are
a soldier
you're ready to die
when you're ready
to die
you're free
when you're free
you can live
(open wings
ride winds of fate
drift through angels)
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- When you are a soldier you're ready to die when y...
- Burn down the scene (can't touch the purity of dre...
- One hell of a thread (must be that of the silken s...
- I will find/ my own /Death machine Heavy Sunset h...
- We burned down the trailer last night You got me ...
- Fruit of the mountain (world keeps giving and givi...
- We had to hold out on the ghost rhymes (hold off o...
- Crazy Cowboy hang on the rope's broken so are the ...
- no one told you freedom hurts (pain of burning aw...
- Sorry you couldn't hang with the (outlaw-vibe) (e...
- Maybe it's a ride to take alone (out into wilderness)
- Thinkin' 'bout what you Lost and What's goin' out ...
- Everybody's bein' crucified (everybody has wings t...
- so the death machines and the high times and the n...
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About Me
- Andrew Sohan George
- "One can never drink too much strong coffee." I like; *70's records *those that shine from within *fast motorcycles *slow motorcycles *and the hyper-intelligent individual
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