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The heritage

from March of the lonely by Martin Grech

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The father to his son,
says you have to be weak to be strong,
you have to be scared to be brave,
you have to know fear to be saved.

The son to his father,
says I'm too scared to be a man,
I'm too dumb to be a fool,
father help me understand

and he says

War war war,
war against your soul,
dig dig dig,
dig your coffin's hole.

Everyone must face their demons,
and now the turn is yours.

Father what's it all about?
am I too in to get out?
am I too guilty to be free?
are the whole world sinners or just me?
Son you've got the whole thing wrong,
the road is neither short nor long,
the answer's neither white nor black,
and it weighs heavy on your back.

Go go go,
go until you're old,
run run run,
run to catch your soul.

Every man must learn to love his demon,
your demon's name is yours

War war war,
war against your soul,
dig dig dig,
dig your coffin's hole.

Everyone must face their demons
and now the turn is yours

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from March of the lonely, released July 3, 2011

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