The drum beats
In my head i hear it
It strides closer,
like an evil you want gone
As the drum beats
My heart hardens
Hands tremble like a weak,
branch under the weight
As the drum beats
I draw my sword
Fear pours from me,
like wine from a goblet
As the drum beats
Marching into the battle
I feel the sun beat upon my weary face,
bringing new life
As the drum beats
Freedoms breathe can be felt
Upon the back of our necks,
it gently brushes
As the battle starts
The vision of being free
Brings hope to us,
and the drum beats on..
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