Ocean of Fears

Mankind's asylum,The intrepid Redeemer,I am covered with blood,But I've never been cleaner.  He tells me not to fear,Cause He has overcome,Anything that will happen,In my days to come.  So daily I'm covered,With the armor He crafted,For now I am a soldier,That He personally drafted.  March with me, my brethren,As we conquer our demons,Silencing the ocean of fearsTill the tidal wave weakens.  We will not fall, For the old man is undone,We will not stop,Until our cause is won.  Our victory roar,Will frighten earthquakes,Our undying courage,Will cause mountains to break. Goodnight to you, death,Now taste your own wrath,And farewell to deception,Now follow your own path.  -FS

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