Placeholder: You are Joan, a farmer girl living in Domremy, a village in eastern France during medieval times. At the age of ten, you began to hear voices that you believed to be from the Lord. These voices told you to drive out the British soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of France. These voices also revealed future events to you, which impressed many people. As you spoke well, people listened to your advice. You have already convinced two famous soldiers, Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy,. You are Joan, a farmer girl living in Domremy, a village in eastern France during medieval times. At the age of ten, you began to hear voices that you believed to be from the Lord. These voices told you to drive out the British soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of France. These voices also revealed future events to you, which impressed many people. As you spoke well, people listened to your advice. You have already convinced two famous soldiers, Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy,.

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You are Joan, a farmer girl living in Domremy, a village in eastern France during medieval times. At the age of ten, you began to hear voices that you believed to be from the Lord. These voices told you to drive out the British soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of France. These voices also revealed future events to you, which impressed many people. As you spoke well, people listened to your advice. You have already convinced two famous soldiers, Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy,.

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You are Joan, a farmer girl living in Domremy, a village in eastern France during medieval times. At the age of ten, you began to hear voices that you believed to be from the Lord. These voices told you to drive out the British soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of France. These voices also revealed future events to you, which impressed many people. As you spoke well, people listened to your advice. You have already convinced two famous soldiers, Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy,.
You are Joan, a farmer girl living in Domremy, a village in eastern France during medieval times. At the age of ten, you began to hear voices that you believed to be from the Lord. These voices told you to drive out the British soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of France. These voices also revealed future events to you, which impressed many people. As you spoke well, people listened to your advice. You have already convinced two famous soldiers, Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy,.
Our dreams don’t belong to them
You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around but I'm cracking up And you have no idea No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom
You are Joan, a farmer girl living in Domremy, a village in eastern France during medieval times. At the age of ten, you began to hear voices that you believed to be from the Lord. These voices told you to drive out the British soldiers from the Holy Kingdom of France. These voices also revealed future events to you, which impressed many people. As you spoke well, people listened to your advice. You have already convinced two famous soldiers, Jean de Metz and Bertrand de Poulengy,.
You say my time here has been some sort of joke That I've been messing around Some sort of incubating period For when I really come around but I'm cracking up And you have no idea No idea how it feels to be on your own In your own home with the fucking phone And the mother of gloom
There's more to living than only surviving Maybe I'm not there, but I'm still trying Though you hear me I don't think that you relate My will is something That you can't confiscate So forgive me, but I won't be frustrated By destruction in your eyes As you're staring at the sun
Behold the visions you have seen. That which you have viewed. That which you now view. “Complex, isn’t it?” Viewing that which was, ye have seen the age of science and logic. They ruled them you know… Yes, ruled… Those bible-thumpers were put to rest, don’t ya know. And… From rubble and slime and filth… Science but… an Arcadian civilisation!!! Yes, yes… eh… They had a hand in you, too, laddie… Yes, they did! And wot do ye think happened? I’ll tell ye wot buddy ‘appened! For a millenium, science
Poetry has no place for a heart that's a whore And I'm young and I'm strong But I feel old and tired Overfired And I've been poked and stoked It's all smokethere's no more fire Only desire For you, whoever you are
Our dreams don’t belong to them
Poetry has no place for a heart that's a whore And I'm young and I'm strong But I feel old and tired Overfired And I've been poked and stoked It's all smokethere's no more fire Only desire For you, whoever you are
Our dreams don’t belong to them
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