Melisok: These are some of the worst human designs i've seen of bfdi characters. Why does fanny have arms and why does lightning have legs? They dont even look like the same characters
Anonymous6: James and the Coaches, retitled James Learns a Lesson in American releases, is the eighth episode of the first series. It is based on the stories James and the Top Hat and James and the Bootlace from the Railway Series book James the Red Engine.
Anonymous17: The hot wind blowing
Jagged lines across the sand
The crumbling buildings
In our minds are all that stand
Just like the buffalo
Blindly following the herd
We try to justify
All the things that have occurred
I don't know what I've been told
But the wishes of the people can't be controlled
I don't know what I've been told
But the wishes of the people can't be controlled
Heat of the desert
Dust settles on my face
Without a compass
The soldier knows no disgrace
Out of the ashes
The eagle rises still
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will
Here I am
Dirty and faceless
Waiting to heed your instruction
On my own
Invisible warrior
I am a wind of destruction
All men who bend their will
We fight for justice
In a forgotten place
Fulfill our duty
Then vanish without a trace
Don't need a medal
For all the men we kill
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will
Wind of destruction
Anonymous18: This art is really cute, it reminds me of old school cartoons like Betty-boop. Even if the hate makes you stop posting, don’t stop making art you clearly love it :D
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Jagged lines across the sand
The crumbling buildings
In our minds are all that stand
Just like the buffalo
Blindly following the herd
We try to justify
All the things that have occurred
I don't know what I've been told
But the wishes of the people can't be controlled
I don't know what I've been told
But the wishes of the people can't be controlled
Heat of the desert
Dust settles on my face
Without a compass
The soldier knows no disgrace
Out of the ashes
The eagle rises still
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will
Here I am
Dirty and faceless
Waiting to heed your instruction
On my own
Invisible warrior
I am a wind of destruction
All men who bend their will
We fight for justice
In a forgotten place
Fulfill our duty
Then vanish without a trace
Don't need a medal
For all the men we kill
Freedom is calling
To all men who bend their will
Wind of destruction