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BÁRBS
FREEDOM
Boots on the ground
Sun burnin´ gold
Eyes on the horizon
My story unfold
Dust in my lungs but my spirit won´t choke
Every mile I ride
Chains turn to smoke
Heat in my chest like a holy flame
I´m not who I was
I´ve changed my name
Waves of the desert can´t drown my fight
I was born for the day
I was carved from the night
Riding high
The chains fall down
Through the fire
I still wear my crown
Sky wide open
I can feel his light
Thunder in my soul
I was born to ride
No fear on this holy ground
Every heartbeat´s a war cry sound
Wind at my back
Heaven in my eyes
Glory in my hands
And the wild don´t die

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