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Soldier Lyrics by Simara Delilah Rose ©2016 ®STARLIT
Look on your face
Like ta erase
Alla the ugly traces
Of what you demand
Pick up ur pace
Conform to the race
Alla the ugly places
U serve with ur hand
I’m not afraid
Going down
Souls made slave
dont make a sound

Destroy each ray of hope I make
And every drop be sure to take
Each step I know Ur gonna stop
If on a ledge I know ull drop
Just dig that knife in deeper
And my own mite you’ll keep her
If there’s a light Ull beat her
A chance to fight defeat her

I’m not broken by hate
Solider
I’m not enslaved by sick fate
Told her
I’ve got wings that will rise
Poet
Life that’s reborn when it dies
Stoic

Smell of you lies
The grip of demise
Alla the ugly traces
Of what you demand
cut of your pie
the whince of your cry
Alla the ugly places
U serve with ur hand
I’m not afraid
Going down
Souls made slave
dont make a sound

just smother with denials girth
be sure to hide our right of birth
dont say how much their really worth
fuck them you own each inch of earth
If there’s a way you’ll burn it
you make them pay they earn it
its your last say discern it
its just your way they’ll learn it

I’m not broken by hate
Solider
I’m not enslaved by sick fate
Told her
I’ve got wings that will rise
Poet
Life that’s reborn when it dies
Stoic