My friend, my hero
my love 4ever...
Their graves are marked with chiseled stones,
While their bodies lie under so dead and cold...
They tell us not to worry
we will be OK...
The pride so many men were led by
So many tribes were built of...
So if a picture is worth a thousand words
Then the fight for freedom should be widly heard...
We were in the backyard goin for
a little walk. when a knock at the...
Honor
honor, respect, courage,strength...
Inconsistant civilizations breeding incoherent...
This is where I live, where I eat and sleep...
We have Bombs Bursting,
and kids starving and thirsting...
The bombs a thunderous storm.
An earthquake of explosions...
Panic of uncertainty, then a scattered voice...
Trade towers are crumbling lets get everyone out...
Don't be so hard on him
He's doing the best he can do...