The Sword
The sword of Truth, which is the Word,
cuts at your mind with words you never heard.
It cuts so deep, your thoughts will bleed
With thoughts you never thought you'd need
The sword cuts into shackles and cells
Brings light and hope to living hells
It cuts deep into prisons of mind
Shines the light of truth for you to find
It cuts into the Devil's wicked hate
And slices fear's great hold on fate
The sword cuts death like food on your plate
With it, great worlds he will liberate
The darkest stance stands no chance
He cuts bad ideas into dust
He deals his vengeance almost like a dance
His sword of words knows no blunt or rust
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