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Knighthood

Knighthood

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Rule of my king inside me

It says I can dream out of my frame

Not a shine I should forget a thing

Saved and sound in my house of fame.


I know a lot just about a life

That it can trick my heart with a lie

But it will never be a shame

To greet my God for a lift my feet this high.


I now just be on my side

For a good to the isle

A sharp horizon that I have aimed for

Till my last snore near the bank of the Nile.


I may even wear my king's guard

Made of steel and fine with blood

Hard at my o

wn ship of swords

I know I am drowning through this mud.


Let it be a count at my doorstep

The crown I wanted for self

Just hoping for my turn in one corner

I am indebted to my soul for every help.


Yes indeed I was bold for the fact

I have nothing but my faith

A sword of my own as I deserve to soar

I know my knighthood losing in my gate.


Faults as I was aware to glue out

Dreams those scream more to reach over

I shall wear my armour of God

And let continue my jewel of list forever.



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