Time to hurry again
Time to worry again
It’s the march of the Centurion
Draw your pen
And defend yourself
Defend against all your doubts
Defend yourself against those that don’t believe
In your dream
Or the worlds that you weave
You must believe
To make it true
To bring out those
Those that live
Inside of you
Never let them hide again
In yourself doubt
Let me them out
Let others enjoy them
Their love
Their pain
Make them feel the sun
And the rain
Make them feel for these people
That so far
Only exist in your brain
March on Centurion
Your mission is not over
Write every chapter
Until your work is complete
Having conquered those that have drowned in defeat
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