Some times
When a line is crossed
A silent vow is taken
I will not leave my brother warriors
Alone abandoned and forsaken
Take from me all you want
But it will only be after what I've done
I will lift up on a war birds wings
And come screaming out of the sun
I will not take this lying down
Unless it's to steady my aim
Redistribute this Redistribute that
How about redistribute the pain
I spit in the face of tyranny
I have no respect and mercy anymore
I've always been able to see death coming
But they've forgotten it's a two way door
Neils
11:31 am
11/14/2012
*
standard plausible deniability
line applies here
*
transcribed this time
1:35 pm
11/14/2012
N...again
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