The Crown I Carry
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The grip no longer holds
When passion abandons
Teh bonds no longer clutch
And the rope screams your name
A path of daggers
But where to step
A hallway of illusions
Of what was
Duty heavy as a mountain
The battle draws near
Your shoulders carry many
Still death seems remarkebly void
You wonder fate in lack of faith
What you consider luck, may be Gods will
A wanderer of the light will never die
Before God give his aproval
A path of daggers...
The crown I cary as an aura above me
Is the proof of who my saviour truly is
My mute cries overheard
My blindness is seen
My tears washed away
My feebleness became my strength
Duty heavy as a mountain
Teh battle draws near
Your shoulders cary many
Still death seems remarkebly void
You wonder fate in lack of faith
What you consider luck, may be Gods will
A wanderer of the light will never die
Before God give his aproval
A path of daggers...
When love is lost, only hate will remain
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