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Too weak to go on
Stuck in a hellish purgatory
So tell me what I’ve won
Warrior with no battles left to fight
Sword caked with rust and blood
A holy man with no god to set me right
Cook my food over a pit filled with holy pages
Too damn strong to die
Too weak to go on
Cursing at the gold gray sky
Quicksand won’t pull me under
Old man in a body young
Mind it plays tricks on me.
Thinking back on all I’ve done
Watched them all slip away
Too damn strong to die
Too weak to go on
Oh my how I would cry
If I thought I could stop
I’ll always be a smiling friend
My soul never left not one behind
And I’ll be with you too, long after the end
For now I sit and talk with you and gently hold your hand
Too damn strong to die
Too weak to go on
Too damn strong to give it up
And so I carry on…
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