This is all that I believe,
to bear witness to my calling,
my life escapes me, my days they shorten,
these final breaths to testify.

To face these years is adversity in itself,
calm passed long ago to revel times foretold,
before is the open book another page,
pieces fall into place.
Take heed to discern the times, of the signs.

These times that try men's souls.

Whereby we know, this life is like a shadow,
and assuredly death shall stand to greet the soul.
The years, they've coursed the storm that's been uprising,
since the days of old building, and now approaching.

He sees not his shadow, who faces the sun.
For his eyes burn and melt as wax,
the price paid for living in light,
is that of gold in the crucible,
ever melting, straining, striving, to be made pure.

Purity escapes me, remembrance breaks me down.

Though my knees become weak,
I will cause my foot another step.
To carry the task, bleeds my hands but, they are kept.
Remembrance breaks me down,
But I will survive until it is the last time.

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