Her Child A Soldier
Her burdened soul, weeps dry tears.
Longing for the heart of her child.
Dark treacherous night.
Sad, saddened life.
Weeping men... Lost sins.
Forge on, forgiven sights.
Quiet stories, unfound glories.
Oh, the heart of her child.
Dayless sleep, nightless dreams.
Only a man.
Desires arms of peace.
Peace... oh peace, how tragic does it weep.
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