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He’s He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
He’s He's torn between his honor and the true love of his life
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The child without a name grew up to be the hand
To watch you, to shield you or kill on demand
The choice he’d he'd made he could not comprehend
His blood a grim secret they had to command
He prayed for both but was denied
His soul was tortured by love and by pain
He surely would flee but the oath made him stay
He prayed for both but was denied
Please forgive me for the sorrow, for leaving you in fear
For the dreams we had to silence, that’s that's all they’ll they'll ever beStill I’ll I'll be the hand that serves youThough you’ll you'll not see that it is me
So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
