Thread:KirbyPKMNInkling/@comment-29980193-20170922022018/@comment-29980193-20171102005023

Chorus: Many years, many tears, We live on despite our fears, There's no chance we could have won, Now we'll never see the sun. Stones instead of stars above, We've lost hopes and dreams and love, Angels cry, from on high, Will they free us or will we die? No new friends come around, That's our life here underground. While on high, sits our king, Listen, you might hear him sing Link: So much blood, so much pain, Just to see the sun again, One day soon, freedom shall ring, So proclaims the mountain king