The Golden One - Marcus Follin - Gym Session of Prosperity and Harmony

Sept. 20, 2015 - The Golden One - Marcus Follin

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Gym Session of Prosperity and Harmony

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Time	Text
	All I've got across the sea.
	I stand by, but am I free?
	A thousand years of curve.
	I have one, I will go up.
	Stand on against the store.
	My head unseen, but it will go.
	And with the ghost and rolls of tails, I will rise up, I will prevail.
	You can turn my children.
	You can't kill my body now.
	Take away my right to freedom.
	When my back is turned, you heal again.
	You can burn my houses.
	Take away all that I have known.
	But the season shows the soul.
	When the day to faded, the colour came with a strain.
	Hold on to my roots, all your hands.
	You won the war and came my lands.
	I'll free the underfinsay brave.
	Long but blood of the Irish day.
	But with this fire burst inside, I will always prevail, I will survive.
	You can turn my children.
	You can kill my body now.
	Take away my right to freedom.
	When my back is turned, you heal again.
	You can burn my houses.

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All I've got across the sea.

I stand by, but am I free?

A thousand years of curve.

I have one, I will go up.

Stand on against the store.

My head unseen, but it will go.

And with the ghost and rolls of tails, I will rise up, I will prevail.

You can turn my children.

You can't kill my body now.

Take away my right to freedom.

When my back is turned, you heal again.

You can burn my houses.

Take away all that I have known.

But the season shows the soul.

When the day to faded, the colour came with a strain.

Hold on to my roots, all your hands.

You won the war and came my lands.

I'll free the underfinsay brave.

Long but blood of the Irish day.

But with this fire burst inside, I will always prevail, I will survive.

You can turn my children.

You can kill my body now.

Take away my right to freedom.

When my back is turned, you heal again.

You can burn my houses.