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When i vocalize my thoughts i visualise the struggle/
yo here's a story about a little boy in trouble/
trouble? man that's an understatement/
cause to a couseless war none his age went/
forced on the battlefeild murderin rivals/
clutchin his riffle/at the samt time huggin his bible/
at the age of 10/he became a man/
brainwashed by the ones who gave commands/
trained in the dark/from the shades he embarked/
with rage in his heart/but his brain told him STOP!
stranger than fiction/with patience he listened/
to his Conscience and did relate to that wisdom/
he felt so frightened/not so violent/
he had positive thoughts but he kept those silent/
cause he was trained militantly to never show fear/
not ever flow tears/just here's your weapon, now go there/
he realised he was a warchild that was trained to kill/
murderin coldblodded civilians with the stainless steel/
and was told freedom is a game that most of us can't win/
and if you stay with the squad you could be promoted to captain/
but he couldn't help thinkin about the innocent people/
that he had slaughtered, who lived in peace not vicious or evil/
his eyes had seen/a violent scene/
now a warm hart but a mind that's mean/so the child just screams/
falls to it's knees/no more of this please/
he was cought between worlds of both war and peace/
with tears in his eyes/now he didn't care if he cried/
was he now cursed to be there ‘till he died/
he picked his riffle appart feelin so ashamed/
now he wanted so badly to be healin those who ain’t/
breathin becouse of him/he looked at his sergant
thinkin "i must stop him from deceiving some other men/
cause the last thing he wanted was for others to fallow in his footsteps/
so one night while the others slept/he alone trough the woods crept/
usin his lethal training he strangled his throat with strings/
and just sits there alone, an angel with broken wings/