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Faith

soul blade warrior

Lie to me, break me, tear me apart,Still I return with a shattered heart.Torture, betray, then pull me near —I’ll come back crawling, soaked in fear. For pain may twist, and wounds may burn,But there’s only One to whom I turn.No comfort left, no place to flee —Only the Truth remains for me. Bend me …

Deadshot.

waheguru

Waheguru — fire in sound,Hits like lightning, shakes the ground.To minds asleep, in shadow tied,It cracks the shell where ego hides. Waheguru — no sweet perfume,It’s thunder roaring through the room.For souls still trapped in dream and doubt,One shot of Naam can pull them out. Waheguru — no dull cliché,It slays the false, then walks …