Soul

I Hold
No question at all
I Don't
fear the unknown
I've Known
My Liquor & Gold
Spirited Soul
Has to Bear It Alone
The Bitter And Bold
Set It In Stone
In Sediment Stone
Long After You're Warmth
Long Before My First Cold
"What Was Written"-The Soul
Like Liquor And Gold
Betters With Growth
Let It Be Known
Let It Be Known
Long After The Storm
Long Before The UnBorn
Better Dead Or Alone?
My Bitter And Bold
Spirited Soul
Will Never Grow Old
To Be Dead And Alone
Is To Mirror The Fall
Accepting The Cold
Reap What You Sow
Reap With Your Soul
Reap What You Sew
Weep With Your Soul

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