SevenStones - The Dying Kind

I've toed the line of what's wrong and right
I've walked through hell with all my might so forgive me now while I fight the good fight

Can you hear I'm alone in this place
Fighting past the tears on my face
If I fall please let it be with grace
Can you hear me I'm alone in this place

So lean on me and let be with my last breath I'm running out of time
Let out a battle cry it's fight or fly
I'm the last soldier of the dying kind

This train takes me down the line
Paying for someone else's crime
Resting easy in this box of pine
This train takes me down the line

They shoot their guns above my grave
Thankful for the freedom I gave
A folded flag for my family to save
They shoot their guns above my grave

So take my hand lead me through the sand
Be careful of the mind you mind
With one loud bang the Angels sang
I'm the last soldier of the dying kind

Written by:
James Becknell, Spencer Elliott

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