Wiping the sweat of blood from my face,
Cries of the thunderous tears,
Looking up at the sky beyond space,
Promise of never it fears,
I shall promise my heart to you,
Shall look no further a word of faith,
Don’t speak I will only do,
Of what I have seen not too late,
This blood is not blood,
But the river of my journey,
This body is not body,
But the future of destiny,
This life i take care for you,
Only fall beneath when the clouds,
Bring me to your home,
Where I serve as only one,
You are the truth,
You are the beginning,
For all life here I not here,
The tree shall bear its root.
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