August 9, 2010

A black dot

It has been a long travel time
Since i was in a dark, no-light shine
Till someone made me realize
That i was at the side of the fire.

Does the pain weight out the pride?
And the black-white warrior of the house
Keeps fighting for his right and just
Till the end without a doubt.

Until when this pain has to go?
No one doesn't have the info
Only Him for sure
Everything's written in His power
That is hard and unchangable
Until we all see what we've done everyday life.

Does the pain weight out the price?
When you look for a place to hide
Life is stuck, there's no way in control
Like a genie trapped in a bottle.

We are the warriors
We'll stand and fight
To the end of the day
We'll free and fly...

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