I Follow Where Ever Freedom Goes
If it’s so that his will is to stop me,
then why haven't I been silence yet.
Because I can walk on top of water too,
it's called ice. It's not that I haven't put faith into him,
but it's that he hasn't put his faith into me.
If so I do believe there might be one,
but if there is, he is hiding and
so I choose not to find him.
But if he decides to find me,
then I can't allow his tyranny to go on any farther;
because he has destroyed and taken a lot away from me.
So I will have to stick a sword
into his heart if he has one and if not,
then I will have to throw him off his throne
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