The battle axe of a forever mistake.
A cry that everyone tries to ignore.
The pain and hell i've been through.
Just to know your alright.
All the nights i've been through hell and back,
just to know your alright.
All the days I worry myself to sick,
just to know your alright.
But your not alright, your in a
forever battle with an axe, striving for freedom.
From hell and it's dwellers.
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