As silver tear rolls down his face
His heart buried in a forgotten place
A wounded warrior
My beaten prince
A silver tear rolls down his face and in the tear a reflection:
A haunting past that stabs and bruises
A silver tear turns red
The Blood of a Savior
A drop of blood rolls down his face and in the blood a reflection:
A pure, risen warrior, the heart of a man
A drop of gold falls from his face and in the gold a reflection:
A man bringing a generation to their feet, teaching them to stand for their Savior
A silver tear once fell from his face
His heart was once buried in a forgotten place
My warrior
My risen prince
For Eurice












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