DR. BRUCE DISFIRESON
REVOLUTION OF BREAKOUT SOLDGERS
DR. BRUCE DISFIRESON
REVOLUTION OF BREAKOUT SOLDGERS
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Dr. Bruce DISFIRESON
Dec. 2009
DR. BRUCE DISFIRESON
REVOLUTION OF BREAKOUT SOLDGERS
Bruce t. Blasters
REVOLUTION OF BREAKOUT SOLDGERS
01Crack out a Underworld Chain
02 Shifted into Big Man Town
03 Outcast Dent
04 Collective Arguments
05 Highways of Detonators
06 Forest of the Battle Colds
07 Realistic Breakdown
08 Darting Together Apart
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THE BACK STORY TO REVOLUTION OF BOLTING SOLDERS
Happy holidays to new fans, and old. A lot happened from my June addition. “The Revolution
of Bolting Solders” is an evaluation record. A story about a big shot young man named Bruce
is just getting out of school in the 1960s. He has many ways that he wants to help. He is
driving in the middle of a rusted out, and beat up town. He drives up to a red brick town hall to
check on what is up. Bruce was moving away in the summer of 1969 from Washington D.C., he
go into a bar to get out of the heat. He walks in and sees a young woman arguing that a red neck
assaulted her. She was physically challenged. The girl’s name was Corrie. Bruce walks up to
her and introduces himself. She told Bruce she was in a wheelchair but she was an afraid too use
it. Corrie and Bruce got out of the bar, and went in to a small diner where it was empty and they
had a big fireplace flaming hot in the middle of the room. Bruce asked Corrie sat down. They
order some ribs and drinks, and they started to share stories.
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Track 01: Crack out a Underworld Chain 5:48
Gun shot roar a wheel goes fast exploded out of the mind my truck belches
out a guess to drive me the best on a road to the darkness if some where I
don’t know without a chain that I pull a larger handle to attack a dark boat
Blitzing water comes a Rushing to my head
Hold tight my memories of my dreams along side to help direct the fight
with computer as a sward to fight bad jealousy and forgetfulness
Above sea s and wind, around a chain the a bomber lies droughts to hide
A submarine launches’ in a rock ship 40 men on the moon no research
shows to zoom
For ever last we forget the key we put halfway down the road we miss the
turn we don’t know sliding on thin ice we jam a knife in to the black ice not
getting wet in a hole we grind6 to find a child trying not to get behind trips
in the mud
Crack out a chain under the blanket of shame to take a bet up the next level
to where the lights can show four wells way to go a line that erased breaks to
a new age to set the big stage to a power played by a revolution we dig
towers risen strong to stand on to sink the problems that rise attack your
books you never cracked your balancing act
In a Shaq, you are scared to run to blitzing water we belch a loud roar to
push a cart to buy what we need
A mike stands to say Children stress unrest pay
For a ship to fix the crack to get together the crack
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Track 02: Shifted into Big Man Town 4:05
Days I saw lines broken by my nerve to deserve
A big axe needed a lift to a top of building drifts down a narrow path that no
one picks in the draft
A ring in the rising light of the intense stadium in a crud of suspense there is
a back end that requires a hammer
A thousand lights a swarming a thunder warning cools the air that clouds the
growling bear
To grow a cub that can teach the unnamed how to roar to a warning how to
soar
Falcons spy down on an apple that you missed in a mouth to walk in the
Street
A sweep up of glass is at peace the meet on the line
Cars quake but pulls for a new era as six wheels take what not to make
The rise and dead thunders silent beat the feeling calms a cover comes off
to speak a gospel everlasting
A story boarded ready for casting a ship no longer trips over when it is
blasting
Bitten fish a batten
I am a waiting for a break to open me
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Track 03: Outcast Dent 3:40
Charging down the highway on a brake that broke
Stared at a moose to get the right juice in use
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Pulled a mad star out of the sky to cool it down wasting time to do a good
deed
Travel at a high pace looking to get back, get output
A highway that goes down old hills reuses my grooves to strengthen the
grip on that milk glass
That other fathers past to raise fear behind I hand never overturned rock
scratched to discover a story attached to an old war we do not want any
more
In put, my speed to exaggerate the need a burial of blood chooses a poise
to make a loud noise in a silent line
A ball flies in from nowhere
It message is clear the bull is here to end the fear in a one hearted gear
A rev dart a moter on a detection
Complaints are not use to the right protection
Cowboys cannot cover their backs from a Jack
I ignore the fact breaker souls cannot lay who is going to die in the rubble
An outcast dent is discovered
None know why it was covered silent no more we change the motor to
engage
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Track 04: Collective Arguments
Those mountains a rises in the middle of the football field with souls
complaining on earth revolutions turning cold
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Underground fear is being said while lonesome people hang bay thread to
holding their last bread Sorts go out the window as jobs fight to dodge
iceberg is crashing down rains tower the mobs
In a walk to a lunch bar is refreshing not knowing bills are checkmating to
fall in a black underworld with a lack of what in the world we are willing to
pay to get out of the gray In a puzzle with no pieces we raise up to a risky
challenge that was never done
A room of business men sit to plan 40 years later, they agree no more
Leaving the kids a milk with put a straw needing to get strong to do wrong
The kids under table discovered that out fathers were not able
A big step was taken to deliver with no way out a hole starts to drought we
have need to get out. chances lump on streets on traps to titian the gaps
On a line mile we fight for the lasting together comes casting of hope hate
That cant be meant as we know
As we send into the deep under we need light to pitch that kick though
that mall to say on the path to know how to punch it out the ball park over
the arc
In the light we fade but I fixed all the debts I repaid
as its gets tougher
too weigh’ today
In a stets we grow to know where to go to find a way to get left behind in a
grind
People can’t think to make up their mind
Ends
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Track 05: Highway of Detonator 4:33
In a cold room of sloppy scorn
Finds a pathway of Promus and glory to a beginning of a great story
The town has a pride that can’t hide
Look to a vast behind of hope and fame covering the bombs under a flame
with no shame
Under a line we can’t define we work to break it
But we choke to fake it hitch by
that missed stitch is hunted under a
table of gold to bold the title audition the idol
A sward strikes a unexpected at knife in the middle of a operation to get to
feed a lost kind to leave behind
A town hidden in the back of a book is brought out beep dishonor a code
that is helping the gone come back to the peace of end
However, a sudden crash causes it to bend
In worlds end a hole misses a weapon that is lost in the storm of war
Myths crying hungry for more in a slate destined to go off to repay my stay
on the theme to eyes to dream A life well defined, to offend open eyes to
advise the lies of truth to put a answer on the roof
In a sight a site is taking what field is making a cruel piece to a love war to a
core
Hard branch to bend we know its time to end
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Track 6: Forest of the Battle Colds 3:09
You get a unmarked package on a doorstep where you haven’t been before
Open the door to put it on a table in a folder as you cook you fear to open it
the jobs not done out where devils have fun to bring fire to heat your meat in
a storm a road you feast
Undone un marked you check the art
In the news on a line to leave behind on to a supporter to get in order
A dangling by keep up a find slippery note we bite on a home with no loan
In a bone lost on the rain and blood never found on the brown rocky ground
a few years so in my neighbors hood
People trying to move in have to find what is left behind
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REVOLUTION OF BREAKOUT SOLDGERS
On a checkerboard that was black and white now its gray today I go out to
explore how to fix it more
End
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Track 7: Realistic Breakdown 6:23
Born on a victim of war a fight to silence no more
On a board jump up to help a soft effort get to the end zone
A big night ahead laws depute in the red flame that was read in the cold A
church called the girl bad the law is getting happy when its not heard as
a Jedi doesn’t say a word Far cries puts question on eyes that I demise in
the book That was opened saying a gospel no one can do
Put a word in action that’s able to roam in the restricted foam
Pond a line big gyms are off sides in the little dues demise in the hot pride In
a forest were you hides trees fall down to a boy who knows how to peer a
mate to fix the flame that fell for the old man getting well
Open a drawn to fallow me on a path to make sense
In a road a sign points the wrong joints to male the man come out from the
roof to disable the right proof as a youth
In a star the sea of light test if its knows thee right wave to crave of thunder
we wonder its the machine will falter on the mountain or a top the alter
Big test might need to get up for the best a car waiting for a vest to fail in
the heavy hail in a street with no beat
So we can beat love to hate the hill with a rusty mill until the path rocket,
takes off gusty
Its waiting to bend to the end
end
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