Burn
Pour the gasoline over my twitching body;
Take a match, light it, look away and set me on fire.
I want to burn relentlessly until my ashes will rise;
And I will die to live again.
Take a match, light it, look away and set me on fire.
I want to burn relentlessly until my ashes will rise;
And I will die to live again.
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| Vae Victis: | Donderdag, oktober 02, 2008 22:49 |
| This is the school in which we learn... ...that time is the fire in which we burn. |
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| Auteur: Baird | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 september 2008 | ||
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