Sunday, April 06, 2014

2.1064 : 4/1/08 : Step (Seventyseven: 69 of 81)

I step back step back
I step back and lead you on
I roll up my sleeves, not threatening
and sing my prisoners this song:
my words have an ancestor
My deeds have a Lord
I wield the knowledge
like a terrible swift sword
I know just how strong
my enemies can be
My army’s grieving so hard
that our tears are like the sea

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