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Sunday Warfare - Stranglehold Heart

I don't want to live in fear.
Don't want to live in shame.
Don't want to be afraid, or feel the need to explain.
These reasons are my own, these thoughts belong to me.
My conscience's screaming loud and clear: screaming out angrily.
It'll like your soul on fire, make you lash out and fight.
The fiery demon in all of us lives in a place not blessed with light.
So do us all a favour; take this stake you old in your hands,
Thrust it deep into your blackened heart, killing the beast at last.
The bond between parent and child is usually something special,
Something everyone finds precious, supposed to be filled with love.
Then there are the few sad cases when love is thrown aside,
When that special precious something is lost in the tears of the crying
Stranglehold heart.