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[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H.

scared
Fighting for your
Swords are
the battle strife
You feel your life slip

grow numb
Your starts to burn
Wounds deep
Slowly you
Your blood will drain away

The sands of
Drain from the
Your thread
Fraying in your
The of death draweth nigh

Morning
The sun to rise
Blood and
Cloud your weary
Straining to view your foe

fear
No one can be
air
Yet wounds bleed real
You fight the Shadow of

form, drawing into sight
A man near
With no for the fight
thrusts the sword in His sight

Hope has
Surely you die

Through the sky
He and conquers death

We die
Our sins will bring us
At the end of
Christ
Death no longer
sacrifice