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The legacy begins. Times short and when my voices whisper into my head all I can do is hold my strength a few possess. I try to remember I’m not alone but time rips away every chain I held for life. This is my legacy. Time rips apart and tears into the seems of my soul, a destiny I knew but never thought worthy of. A time a woman said she’d stand beside me and a brother who still stands. A daughter born and emotions a new. I come to question all I’ve known…. My brother stands besides me as mountains invade. Never again will I fail or bow. From heartbreak to soldier, there is no mountain to tall to overcome. I will rise again. A woman lost a daughter born a brother forever. A warrior born from pain and love now faces a battlefield. A child born to fight. One to fight while others played. And now… now time has given way………. It’s time….. here we come, my brother and I. Warriors born and bred. Watch my heart. Watch the flames grow as my desire grows. The story’s only begun…. A story untold and words unspoken. A soul unbroken… time and time again will the fire rise. A story book never ending. Untold horrors and horrific decisions made. A father and mother lost as the rain drenches the shingles of this house. A fire keeping me warm. My soul tied to this universe that keeps me standing. A scream a scare a worry a dream a nightmare. He’ll born from these eyes. A war torn soldier….. never would I have thought that these cross roads would’ve taken place. But here we are….. yeah…. Here we are…. A soul torn man as I watch out the window. One day maybe one day I’ll be whole again. Here we go once more yeah once more. Get my m4. Death seems to follow with every footstep. Love blossoms in the distance as I watch my daughter grow. Yeah this is,… this is my legacy…. Never oh never again will I bow or beg. A warrior born of pain and misery now blossoms love from a distance. Watch the flames and desires of mine grow just once more. Forever is my timeline. And I tend to use it. Yeah this is my legacy. Watch me oh watch me grow. There is no yeah there’s no mountain too tall. This battlefield is won and over and now it’s time for the next. Time has its given way for me. The story’s oh the story’s only begun…

Melancholic Lo-fi with Nostalgic Synths, rap, house, sad