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Mud on my boots and the sky turning grey
The cannons are screaming the daylight away
I reached for a blade in the dirt and the rain
But found a new power to conquer the pain
My skin started burning a bright blinding white
The palm of my hand is a beacon of light
I see every king and the path that they led
The names of the living, the ghosts of the dead
White wings and heavy hands
I’m more than just a man
White wings and heavy hands
I’m rising from the sands
The mark is a promise, the mark is a sign
To take back the kingdom that’s rightfully mine
White wings and heavy hands
White wings and heavy hands
They look in my eyes and they see their own end
The walls of the fortress are starting to bend
One strike of the palm sends the thunder below
I reap every harvest the tyrants did sow
My skin started burning a bright blinding white
The palm of my hand is a beacon of light
I see every king and the path that they led
The names of the living, the ghosts of the dead
White wings and heavy hands
I’m more than just a man
White wings and heavy hands
I’m rising from the sands
The mark is a promise, the mark is a sign
To take back the kingdom that’s rightfully mine
White wings and heavy hands
White wings and heavy hands
I remember the cradle, I remember the crown
Before all the towers came tumbling down
The blood in my veins isn't mortal or weak
It’s the fury of heaven that’s starting to speak
White wings and heavy hands
I’m more than just a man
White wings and heavy hands
I’m rising from the sands
The mark is a promise, the mark is a sign
To take back the kingdom that’s rightfully mine
White wings and heavy hands
White wings and heavy hands
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