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Letras:Archive. Last Five.

Hell was a place I knew a long time ago
Everything was dark, there were mazes all around
Here is where I am, here is where I was
Here is where I don't want to be

Hell was a place I found by mistake
A garden's secret yet inviting door
Leading to a place
I'm trying hard to let go

From the down side to the upside
From the inside to the outside
There I'll be making my vocabulary over stand this
Ain't no mountain high enough, valley low enough
I will cross over the wake and take it all

Inside stride seven cracks in the walls of ya concrete
Roots to mother nature found the foundation
Separating us with characterization
Sensation in my body feel life never tires
And the ways of the world inspire
Myself an entire being is fact

Ancient artifact shows a generation try and understand
And a man-made decision in division all men
Then again when or why must eye reign speech?

Everyone and each must reach for the step they wanna climb
To there is always time to lift an uplift
With the gift we are all blessed
Lesson and test much more and no less