You shoot me in the knight awake like a common thief.
Eye open so death cannot speak.
I breathe taller than your words can see.
I fight softer than the wrath your tongue can fill.
I pull deeper than your evil ever will.
I shout out names your ears can’t hear.
I move mountains when the time is near.
You’re brands are not on my arm.
I am not your creation.
You are my farm.
I grabbed the sky.
Shook the rain.
Allowed my people to always reign.
A crown of jewels.
A heart of armor.
We are the truth.
We are sourjourner.
Knock where you can.
I will not fall.
I appear to be down so you don’t hear my call.
So prepare the best you can.
When you are done WE will still stand.
Like the staff that turned into a snake.
We are magic.
This is not fake.
I speak to my Kings.
I walk with my Queens.
Break something else and I will throw fire at your rings.
Circles will turn.
Keys will lock.
When I am done you will be the flock.
So shoot at my flame.
Pierce the light.
With all of your might.
You won’t stop OUR fight.
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