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Throw Down the Sword

Throw down the sword,

The fight is done and over

Neither lost, neither won

To cast away the fury of the battle

And turn my weary eyes for home.

There were times when I stood at death's own door

Only hoping for an answer.

Throw down the sword,

And leave the glory

A story time can never change

To walk the road,  the load I have to carry

A journey's end,  a wounded soul.

There were times when I stood at death's own door

Only  searching for an answer.