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Where did time go, how did He know.
The years have left their mark,
Pain has broken every wall.
In silent suffering I smiled to make the world happy.
I played the part of the happy face too well.
I let my soul slide to the otherside.
Dwelt in darkness as deep as the night sky.
Bled my heart out to feel alive
Always alone, always inside.
But the wind and the waves came crashing in on my house of cards
All the lies fell away till nothing was left but the Truth.
It roared from deep inside, till it shook the foundations of everything I am.
A voice, not still and small, but Mighty and Powerful as the dawn,
Calling to my True Heart, speaking my True Name.
Strong, fierce, dangerous, brave... a warrior.
All of my life preservers are gone, I wade in deep waters
In the ocean of my True Calling
Now a civil war erupts inside
The old man fighting for his foothold,
The warrior fighting to break free from his chains.
The traitor within doesn't realize it but he's already lost
He draws his strength from the world, from sin and passivity,
The warrior draws his strength from an anciant power,
Older and stronger than time and space.
Power that lies deep within, and yet everywhere outside of him too.
He is thirsty for the blood of his enemy,
Hungry to prove his worth as a soldier in his Fathers army
There battle lies in unseen places, in shadow and light,
They battle over the souls of the lost and the weary.
And if at first he must stand alone, if its him against the world,
The forces of the Light, the unseen host, will be at his side
He has been besieged by the Dark many times before,
He remembers well the pain, and the scars that cut deep in his heart
But they have become his strength
They fuel his righteous fury, he drinks deep from the Old Power
And his souls blazes with the glory of its truth
He stands ready, in full armor, with his sword in hand
The Word of True is its name, and it cuts the Dark like a wall of smoke
The Enemy cannot stand against the Power he wields
Strength not of himself, but from deep within.
The warrior may seem of common birth, but royal blood flows through his veins
His is a son of the King, source of the Old power
Warlord of two worlds, the seen and unseen,
He rules both with absolute power.
Indeed he could end the Ancient war with Might of His Voice alone
But that is not His plan, He wants to see his son, the warrior, live free
To suffer the torment of the Dark, so he can learn how to Take the Light
And Weild it.
The warrior sees the old man, and pities him for living in fear for so long
They will always be at war with eachother, but one cannot exist without the other
To halves to one being, but some day the old man with die,
And the warrior will win his Fathers war
Be given a new name and a new form
And the Kingdom he fought to protect will be safe forever
And all the Lost he led out of the Dark, sword in hand, figthing every step
Will live free as well
He will not stand alone forever
There will be a brave few who come to his aid, to fight by his side
His Band of Brothers
Some have defeated their traitors already, some are still captive
But they will be set free, warriors all, to fight the Dark
Sheild to Sheild
Brave Hearts all
The warrior in me will be the first, to beat the old man and set my brothers free,
Will will fight for the sake of all, in the Name of He who First Saved us,
Will will spill our blood for He who spilt his Blood for us
We will fight to the death
We will fear no evil, we will turn our fear into our strength
By the Blood of the Son, we have already won