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don’t stress out you know good things come to those who wait At its bequest i let my heart mend itself into place (Filled a request out wishing that we’d
Words, these words of freedom A bequest, never to be silenced. A bequest, never to be silenced, silenced In this world of lies, the truth, it
can't become an option, all my worries would lead me astray. A statue can't shape my sole bequest a clandestine gesture won't be missed Flags can't
Tread my path to summer's end This bequest I leave you she says You will see what could be evergreen Turn to copper and fade to gray By the standing
She loves full and true, as a fighting bequest She was given her earth by a sea come to rest And the children she bore loved this truly too much
clearings Devoid of our past Here they lies shrouded In a turmoil of calm Boundless hazes Oxidize the ages Their woe - our bequest Lone witness of eternity
on the spires of pray; garnish the lands of dismay Claims of bequest emerge in contest; absolve and relinquish distress Hunting for the black september Hunting
looms The dust of doom will end our lives Let the crows eat All of your flesh You have no choice Nor bequest Run from this place And dig your grave Remove
or arrange a rebate I once received a large bequest From which I since was dispossessed So I conserve, and I behest Curb the cost, or lose your guest Might
Firestarter like a Charlie, Writer King like a Stephen I spark the kindling on sleepy folks every weekend Dragon's breath must bequest bars to the rest I
here I've gone too far Words that kill are your bequest And now it's time to rest Force of nature lost control You turn your back, and rest my soul Eye
retreat Hope is lost, I'm breaking to the dawn, just another pawn Let this pistol be my guest, ain't gon' bequest when I'm gone
you can accept What we bequest When everything is fine When you just don't have the time Just when you are sure you know how your story ends That's when
if you want respect My knife deep in your neck Bl33der motherfucking best Music is his sole bequest Paranoid, and sometimes she hears my voice
Environmental rape. What's the bequest we'll leave behind We never learn Green-house warming. Green grass withers Rivers drying, the earth is crying Droughts
no bequest, no will, no wealth I am shaking on the wires bye, fair hair, and bye, green eyes ones I loved and others, liars sending my sincere
this your history? Weak! Is this your legacy? Hate! Is this your bequest? Seek! Is this your heritage? Fate! It's not a pity, you are a disgrace
Predestined existence... termination A consequence of life Time is a friend and a rival The clock's winding down Death is bequest from the unknown A gift for us
absurd when They think me insane where do I turn in These quests I request Some water and a portal to Undercity So I can bequest the queen And start my
Conjure tragic severance A phantom crossed or malevolent? Lone bequest: vindictive devotion Enter the spectrum of human emotion A genesis Unravelling
the building blocks to better men's bequests but by the giving Of free will to these foolish fawns who follow failing fathers They discover these illusions are
they say I killed a man But he drew his knife afore me Bloody murder was his plan Shallow grave, shallow grave This my only bequest Shallow grave Well
shall feel no pain Converge, consume, efface Born again in death A sacred honor given A dying earth's bequest Weeping for her children I shall
etched across his breast For it's he that leads this lonely quest But it's he that's bequest to those oppressed I did it though because my hands were tied
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