To my father who gives me advise like a friend
always my mate until the end...
When we were young
We had so much fun...
-Think of this as a letter.-
The arrogance is your voice seems to appear as you...
Big raindrops of tears fall from my eyes
why did he have to leave...
Fun, thats how we started
Yet slowly my heart knew...
He didn't give me much when I was growing up
He didn't have the money for fancy things...
Countless days inside this need of more.
I'll never find you amongst the streets of angst...
...I think about you....
No matter what i do...i think about you...
You stand there, all alone.
You fill the conversation...
Matthew Hall the Soldier
The battle had been a little more than a day...
Growing pains
Broken chains...
Dear boy, be careful of what you wish for
it just might come true...