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sworn by the crown |
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I lead a crusade |
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fight for belief to be one |
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out in the field |
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fearless and cold |
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building the road to my Calvary |
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strong is my steel |
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dark is my mind |
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carmine the ground that I tread |
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faith in my god keeps me alive |
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but when does my faith turn to doubt |
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silently watching the rain |
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carving the earth on my grave |
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lord you know that I prayed |
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one for the glory |
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and one for the souls that I've slain |
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how will I know |
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how could I tell |
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where would I find some serenity |
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sowing the seed |
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unwounded I bleed |
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lord won't you show me the way |
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christ is the cross that I bear |
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god is the will of my war |
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faint are the voices I hear |
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whispers of glory... |
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christ is the cry of despair |
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cursing the day I was born |
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this is the faith that we share |
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left with the glory |
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and suffering of souls that we've torn |
