Stand in line as we march to the drums of the east, Paralyzed and possessed by crusaders deceased, Lost to the sirens that call from the turbulent tide, Bound by the science that lives on the lips of the wise... The beating of a million drums, The fire of a million guns, The mother of a million sons, Civilization..... Ive always wanted to use this track in a runway presentation...... references to war, takeover, and the fall...... the visuals woot be awesome as a back drop a swell..... feeling Iinspired. ...
Posted on: Fri, 28 Nov 2014 21:58:55 +0000
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