Casting lots my name been drawn. So many years ago. With stripes across my back. I take the line to tow. Crystle dreams, of things unseen. Days that pass ever quickly by. Knowing in the light Shadows slowly die.
I couldn't learn when taught, with a book in hand. Knowledge can't be bought. This I understand. So through trial and error. I look for the masters plan, Knowing in death's terror I will hold his hand.
The curtain has been closed For certain I know. No more reason for tears. Off I go. Into deaths darkness without fear. Challenged by, my own hand. Written in blood on this land. A price which is ever clear.
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