Pitch Black (Logan's Song)

This is how we funk it up

Looking back on the memory/ of a life that was once here in front of me/ ashes to ashes the wind meets the dust/ and you drifted away from this world of lust/ but the things that you stood for still live on/ and we’ll never forget how you always fought strong/ though the time that we shared wasn’t so long/ the impact of the truth will lead us along/ you probably never knew how many really cared/ you probably never knew of the cross that you bared/ when you raised your voice for those who couldn’t/ when you dared to fight where others wouldn’t/ now that your gone may you rest in peace/ may all of those things that haunted you cease/ I’ll always remember the things overlooked/ in this world you have left/ when a good man was taken away 

Can’t believe your gone/ you were here with me/ all is lost/ I wonder where you’d be/

This one’s for you

Not a word was spoken/ to behold the loss we feel/ everyone who’s fallen/ lives on after here

In the light of a selfless life/ the lessons we’ve learned through the struggle, the strife/ I call into mind my song in the night/ if you were still here man I know you would fight/ in the face of your song you still carry on/ till we meet again no it won’t be too long/ every time you gave yourself for another/ every time you saw us all as your brother/ every time you taught love and not hate/ for every injustice you tried to erase/ I never understood it until you were gone/ the love of this movement/ our unity is bond/ but when our day comes you will be remembered/ the sun shall shine down as this system’s dismembered/ and broken to pieces to fall in a day/ never forget anyone who was taken away

Bleed/ how long

Ah shit/ taken away from the world we knew/ taken away but still we know you/ in all we do fight for there you are/ every inch of this progress there you are/ anyone who has faced this we are strong/ anyone who has fallen we are strong/ never forget you and all that you are/ never forget you as long as we are/ here

This life is all but done

In time these wounds shall heal

It’s the price we pay

 

                                                                     

 

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Kritikal Resistance

 

 

 

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