One thousand hopeful days have come and departed in the presence of such lions.
Pressured to recant all I've built my life upon, I stand firm to these convictions that have seen me through every storm.
Miles away from home, I pray, make a way to reunite us once again and once and for all.
One thousand hopeful days have yet to yield my precious family nor my freedom.
Should I just cave into such treasonous demands?
They said, "Drop the act, conform, or suffer as we cut you from the living."
Miles away from home, I pray make a way to reunite us once again and once and for all.
No amount of fetters can relinquish this eternal resolve I have established within me for the sake of a man I've yet to see.
And now I know that I'm not truly alive unless I am willing to die for something greater than myself.
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