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Sir J Silver

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Through the rainforest
Where they reinforce
Europeans in the mid of wars
Who have no guilt and remorse
So I get on top of my horse
And then I set the course
Exile conquest
To the wild west cost
We've seen best in worse
And these guests aren't hosts
Their vessel is getting close
Let the sea test their boats
Humans in metal vests coats
In birds nest no crow
Out of context my quotes
Placed into my chest low
With a flow of sheep and goats
They hunt us down like a buffalo
And it's awful though
But it's also yo
A nice chateau
Of ice and snow
Hiding inside of an igloo
Will I when I'll lose my soul
Will I when I'll get back home
Will I when I'll lose my soul
Will I when I'll get back home
Tobacco in tusk like river
Ayahuasca like dusk shall shiver
And tears like ocean
Don't hide the emotion
Not like gust of space dust giver
More like rust in veins of liver
A train chain of gold and silver
Leaves the plain for men to deliver
Leaving some sickness and fever
For our native people
This clinical cynical evil
In our land that's aboriginal
Had no visual miracle
A prophesy regional mythical
Impossible unbelievable
For every individual
So every person indigenous
Made his belief habitual
Of a spiritual god invisible
Becoming real and livable
At first it's unthinkable
But now they are here and
From fictional to physical
They come and kill us all
Will I when I'll lose my soul
Will I when I'll get back home
Will I when I'll lose my soul
Will I when I'll get back home
So I tackle my animal
Impel to the carnival
That was quite radical
From Canada's capital -
Ottawa by a diagonal
On a quest grand national
To the south ground lachrymal
Cause sense of loss was palpable
For our clan it was too valuable
And here I go for a fact
Tigi digi dack on the horses back
No stepping back the past is black
I'm taking what was mine this artifact
From white folk without a white flag
Under the white light
By all the signs of the zodiac
It's the spirit of which they lack
Feels like I just a woke up from a coma
I can smell the candor of aroma
Like a salamander Amby stoma
Or a wild puma with Fortuna
This Colony of ancient Romans
Is like a tumor angioma
Lymphoma or carcinoma
So will I get back Homa
Will I when I'll lose my soul
Will I when I'll get back home
Will I when I'll lose my soul
Will I when I'll get back home

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