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standing in freedom
feeling as free as a bird
roaming like a wolf
blackened harts bleed out
to send the messages
looking to the free
they can only see
captivity has filled the soul
with the bitterness
that darkened the hart
the clean pureness of the free
look as a dream
to the damned
listen to the sound
blood runs in my hand
the wind blow by
i can't see anyone standing
where i left before
side to side
a rebirthing into a new breath
sending away what came before
slip away
to the ways of old
the soul stays dark
with the blood of the broken
a reminder of where i stepped away
the walls no longer stand
i look and see forever
as a free roaming wolf
roaming like a wolf
blackened harts bleed out
to send the messages
looking to the free
they can only see
captivity has filled the soul
with the bitterness
that darkened the hart
the clean pureness of the free
look as a dream
to the damned
listen to the sound
blood runs in my hand
the wind blow by
i can't see anyone standing
where i left before
side to side
a rebirthing into a new breath
sending away what came before
slip away
to the ways of old
the soul stays dark
with the blood of the broken
a reminder of where i stepped away
the walls no longer stand
i look and see forever
as a free roaming wolf
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