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Our Birthright is an ambush and the trigger has been set The weakness we inherit will soon be our son’s regret We can turn to the light, at war with self, to ease their future pain While the sons of the sons of sons will turn and do it all again These are the things that get passed down father to son We raise the Kings destined to rule when we are gone my father crossed the Jordan with so much still left unsaid In hope to break the family curse, I held vigil by his bed But No message of affection could escape our strong eclipse Before I join my dad in dust you will hear it from my lips These are the things that get passed down father to son We raise the Kings destined to rule when we are gone Heirlooms guns and coins will have no worth when we have past The love we pass from hand to heart is one thing that will last... These are the things that get passed down father to son We raise the Kings destined to rule when we are gone.. we raise there kings A brief time is all we have to pass this love from heart to hand And someday look behind to see strong generations stand... peace will reign blessing the sons of the sons
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