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S \ Strongarm
\ These Times That Try Men's Souls
this this is all
that i believe to bear
witness to my calling my life escapes me
my days they shorten these final breath to
testify to face these years is adversity
in itself calm passed long ago to reveal
reveal times foretold before is the open
book another page pieces fall in place take
heed to discern the times of the signs these
times that try men's souls whereby we know
this life is like a shadow and death assuredly
shall come down to greet the soul the years
they've coursed
the storm that's been uprising
since the days of old building and now
approaching he sees not his shadow who faces
the sun for his eyes melt as wax the price
paid for living in light is that of gold in
the crucible ever melting straining striving
to be made pure purity escapes me remembrance
breaks me down though my knees become weak i
will cause my foot another step to carry the
task bleeds my hands but they are kept remembrance
breaks me down but i will
strive until it is the last time
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