WORDS OF MEMORY ~BY SOCIUS

WORDS OF MEMORY

How long must I be here
Hunting stealthily for these deer
This game of attrition
Always waiting for the first submission
How long must I suffer
And hear the cries get longer
I hear God himself calling out
And His voice came with a great shout
Why was I made to die
All I ever did was lie
Now our flags rejoice
And finally hear each other’s voice
I sing these words of memory
And wonder what I’ll ever be.

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