March

March

The lights go out on this city tonight
A shallow soul, no longer destined to fight
The solemn sound of the journey ahead
A soldier dwelling on the words that he said
I don’t want this (Pray for hope)
I won’t take this

Nations fall upon their knees
Courage lost, they hail the new King

The fires burning, all around he sees
The night of war leaves him on his knees
I don’t want this (Pray for hope)
I will leave this

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