A whip cracks at a firmilar rhythm. The constant betrayals cant be coincidence. Your lies descend from a forked tongue, all the way down to touch my innocence. Stubborn enough to struggle in the mud, repetitions inoculate the sickness, but my blinders have broken free. You're beating a dead horse, Strength Truth Perseverance, will be martyred with me !
You cant beat me I'm a Dead Horse. Chosen to stand steady on the course. Blood for blood with odds against me, shoulder to shoulder beliefs, warriors die free! You Cant beat me! I'm a Dead Horse!! I see myself never changing! I see it all forever staying,