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DEADLY VOYAGE: This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES Intro: The road is slippery, And we got to tread cauteously, So we don't miss our step, basical This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. VERSE 1: Here in my heart is full of deception, Of course, you to… Perception is sketching each and everybody in personal conclusion, Inextricably, complication estimates the distance between our two. Bringing so much from our mouth is the end product of what the heart can`t house anymore. The falcons in the air sees what’s below, How I wish to be flying above tempting rows, Still heirs of the promised father, we deem to meet as one in HEAVEN. We stay warmed moving around without reason, Yes, the dreams are virtually weightless. And we`re here in the ship, hopeless. Slowly are we approaching the tempest way coming from the cardinal point, “Please do you see me?” Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. VERSE 2: Trials sleeping in every mind, All that I see in here is not right. Characters on deadly grounds, Everyone aspires to be in the best angelic gowns. All we think about bring out fouls, So when will the destination be met? There comes clemency, but not all of us deserve to be a qualified guest. Imagine what comes after here is a journey to eternal world ruled by human, It would be asserted on carnal dispensation. Back to the drawing board, multiples of sailors are weary, man… Few are they that are causing litigation, Because their realization aims are lost from their hand. And they got themselves in the ship through stow away. However, the wayfarers are also getting to the final point of the cognizant missions. Certainly, the experience involved is based on heartbreaks and confusions. Whereby, individual sensations confide the final destination on despaired cognitions. Nevertheless, the terminus of life is undiscovered.. Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us.

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Deadly Voyage

DEADLY VOYAGE: This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES Intro: The road is slippery, And we got to tread cauteously, So we don't miss our step, basical This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES.... Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. VERSE 1: Here in my heart is full of deception, Of course, you to… Perception is sketching each and everybody in personal conclusion, Inextricably, complication estimates the distance between our two. Bringing so much from our mouth is the end product of what the heart can`t house anymore. The falcons in the air sees what’s below, How I wish to be flying above tempting rows, Still heirs of the promised father, we deem to meet as one in HEAVEN. We stay warmed moving around without reason, Yes, the dreams are virtually weightless. And we`re here in the ship, hopeless. Slowly are we approaching the tempest way coming from the cardinal point, “Please do you see me?” Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. VERSE 2: Trials sleeping in every mind, All that I see in here is not right. Characters on deadly grounds, Everyone aspires to be in the best angelic gowns. All we think about bring out fouls, So when will the destination be met? There comes clemency, but not all of us deserve to be a qualified guest. Imagine what comes after here is a journey to eternal world ruled by human, It would be asserted on carnal dispensation. Back to the drawing board, multiples of sailors are weary, man… Few are they that are causing litigation, Because their realization aims are lost from their hand. And they got themselves in the ship through stow away. However, the wayfarers are also getting to the final point of the cognizant missions. Certainly, the experience involved is based on heartbreaks and confusions. Whereby, individual sensations confide the final destination on despaired cognitions. Nevertheless, the terminus of life is undiscovered.. Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us. This is ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES Chorus: Hajei....hajei....hajei.... Perception is troubling everyone, Everyone is being disturbed by an ego, And our feelings tell us of what might happen next to this state of life, We`re really waiting for where mankind will be after all is gone. The voyage is deadly, and we feel thirsty. Seeking chances from the seamen is very challenging, If it is compressing our hope, then where relies the possibility of our arrival? The faith is wiping out in spite of the confession. For the joy in here is finding us cases, Who dares to be the source of our strength? Belief is digging ditches to stomach where and what we see before us.

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