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The Arcadian Wild
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The Storm
Making a living has a way of killing men The lungs keep breathing but the soul suffocates within There is nothing new under the Sun it's all the same Need revival 'cause survival's a losing game And I'm fighting the good fight, I'm not on the run I'm not chasing vanity, I'm doing what needs to be done
Men in stories had something to conquer A woman to fight for, a war to be waged We are born for the storm, [?] To live hard and die well is why we were made
I've seen an evil that overcomes us all The backs of good and wicked men are both against the wall But what shall we do when we are destined for the dust? Dig our feet into the earth and [?]it speeds up No matter our station, wages are trade Our labor is loving, it's a worthy way to spend all our days Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Men in stories had something to conquer A woman to fight for, a war to be waged We are born for the storm, [?] To live hard and die well is why we were made
This life's a labor that quickly escapes My love, my hate, my memory, will soon be erased So let's breathe in this vapor and drink this sea dry And doing [?]greatly 'till our last day arrives
Men in stories had something to conquer A woman to fight for, a war to be waged We are born for the storm, [?] To live hard and die well is why we were made
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