A Sea of Doubt through Sacred Ground
It matters not, of what you see…
It matters what you do, my child…
Take my hand, come with me…
And together, forever, we shall be…
Until the stars of night fall down,
Until, in seas of doubt, we drown,
Until we walk, and hear the sounds,
Echoed from the sacred grounds.
It matters what you do, my child…
Take my hand, come with me…
And together, forever, we shall be…
Until the stars of night fall down,
Until, in seas of doubt, we drown,
Until we walk, and hear the sounds,
Echoed from the sacred grounds.
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