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I went to take a journey, leave my home
To shed the world, and be my own
I traveled far and wide and came this way
Brace all you craven fools
Dried up desert in the sands decay
It’s not the principle, it’s what is right
If we are wrong, tell me who is right
Brace all you craven fools, wither and decay
See if the sun will shine on your dying day

The sun has burned my skin
My eyes are hollowed out
Bones stick though skin like pins
Dried up desert, in the sand decay

It’s not the principle, it’s what is right
If we are wrong, tell me who is right
Brace all you craven fools, wither and decay
See if the sun will shine on your dying day

I saw her in a grove, she stared right back at me
I felt my life was changing, I saw it in front of me
Breathing, living, feeling, breathing
Living, feeling, breathing, living

There are no principles to what is right
Everybody’s wrong, nobody here is right
Brace all you craven fools, wither and decay
See if the sun will shine on your dying day

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from This Burden, My Cross To Bear, released July 5, 2004

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