...because a stone is glowing
where your heart is carved,
I can outlive the storm in
the alley of darkness.
"a stone true to itself
as i am true to you"
as i am true to you"
I traveled through the rugged
terrain of my innermost being.
Stumbled down the steep hill
of my conscience.
terrain of my innermost being.
Stumbled down the steep hill
of my conscience.
But the heat of judging eyes,
I cannot be seared
I cannot be seared
In this battlefield, I am left
unwounded...
unwounded...
because of you, I survived death.
Because of you, I shall overcome.
Because of you, I shall overcome.
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nice.
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