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Castles, of Iron
( on The Sands, of Time )
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yes,
here I stand,
My Sword, in hand,
bathed in Her Armor of Grace,
the dragons, slain, darkness, dead,
and Her Light, will Always shine, in its place . . .
yes, gone the Night, no evil in sight,
Sorrow’s Fate, having lost the Race,
so walk with Me, through the Gates
of Her Dawn, and Our Eyes
will behold Heaven’s Face . . .
so open Your Hearts, and
sail away with Me, across
My River of Tears, for it is
where Ever reigns in peace,
for all The Days of Our Years . . .
so come share My Dream, as
though it may seem, as We fly
upon this Angel’s Wings, away,
to The Blessed, beyond all the rest,
as We journey, toward this Voyage, of Kings . . .
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