LadyMoonLove
01/17/09, 11:12 AM
Hi,:wave: well this is a part of a song. Hope you like and don't be shy to place you're opinion. For those who dosent know what Immoral means, well its like dishonest or morally wrong
Just stop this train
Coming cold with a sound
Passing by with a message
Here’s you’re choice to be
The soldier you always what’d
The dreams when you were young
Daddy saying, speaking, you’ll be like me my sun
And there it is, it happened
Tragically opening, fatality terror,
He does it just for the one he love
The lone who you what to live for
Or die, don’t know but don’t have, options
Battle field, dark leafs, hooked on the flying shields
Prod to fight for them, countries
The one who would battle for thee
He’s wife and kids sitting home
Waiting for a miracle
Praying for something fantastical
Next stop, beyond a shadow of a doubt, river, tears and a simple funeral
Shot to death with one taught
Am I going to think about who I ones was
Under ground resting, people after me
On top, marching, for the freedom, successful but nothing worth, painful
Fear to fear, immoral
Begging please take me to the direction of
Melodies, sweet sounds, even of the winds
Nuclear bombs, hitting troupes
Faster and harder, to the speediness, the echo of drums
Can not wait to be alone, they say, Slumber
And happy tears come near
They say Excellent King, leaders will rice again
Mighty mans you’re the come back, of peace
Work hard to be silence, we pray for harmony
Fear to fear, immoral, feeling nothing at all
Just the screaming and the wishes of winning
Loosing faith,
Eating pieces of bread, wondering how long you’ll be there
What if the sea isn’t going to wait for me?
What if I forgot if I live close or having a family?
Picture in my back poked, I looked at it
There it was in my hands,
Fading away, turning black, no more memoirs,
Coming cold and you shiver, digging holes
:bow:Thank to take you're time to read
Just stop this train
Coming cold with a sound
Passing by with a message
Here’s you’re choice to be
The soldier you always what’d
The dreams when you were young
Daddy saying, speaking, you’ll be like me my sun
And there it is, it happened
Tragically opening, fatality terror,
He does it just for the one he love
The lone who you what to live for
Or die, don’t know but don’t have, options
Battle field, dark leafs, hooked on the flying shields
Prod to fight for them, countries
The one who would battle for thee
He’s wife and kids sitting home
Waiting for a miracle
Praying for something fantastical
Next stop, beyond a shadow of a doubt, river, tears and a simple funeral
Shot to death with one taught
Am I going to think about who I ones was
Under ground resting, people after me
On top, marching, for the freedom, successful but nothing worth, painful
Fear to fear, immoral
Begging please take me to the direction of
Melodies, sweet sounds, even of the winds
Nuclear bombs, hitting troupes
Faster and harder, to the speediness, the echo of drums
Can not wait to be alone, they say, Slumber
And happy tears come near
They say Excellent King, leaders will rice again
Mighty mans you’re the come back, of peace
Work hard to be silence, we pray for harmony
Fear to fear, immoral, feeling nothing at all
Just the screaming and the wishes of winning
Loosing faith,
Eating pieces of bread, wondering how long you’ll be there
What if the sea isn’t going to wait for me?
What if I forgot if I live close or having a family?
Picture in my back poked, I looked at it
There it was in my hands,
Fading away, turning black, no more memoirs,
Coming cold and you shiver, digging holes
:bow:Thank to take you're time to read