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[K. Bachman, J. Daub, D. Baddorf, H.

Running
Fighting for your
Swords are
Midst the strife
You feel life slip away

Limbs numb
flesh starts to burn
Wounds grow
Slowly you
Your blood will drain away

The sands of
Drain from the
life thread
Fraying in grasp
The gates of death draweth

dawns
The sun to rise
Blood and
Cloud weary eyes
to view your cruel foe

Gripping
No one can be
air
Yet your wounds bleed
You fight the of Death

Distant form, drawing sight
A man near
With no armor for the
thrusts the sword in His sight

Hope has
Surely you die

Through the sky
He and conquers death

We die
Our sins will bring us
At the end of
Christ
Death no reigns
sacrifice