Boots

Down in the dark or up in the Sun,

you have to keep moving until you are done.

You must fight every day and you cannot pretend.

Put your trust in your boots my friend.

Hope is dead,  love is a waste,

bitter ash is all you can taste.

The mourning wind has no strength to lend.

Put your trust in your boots my friend.

Whatever has fallen, whatever may come,

Your choice is simple wherever you’re from.

Lie down here or walk to the end.

Put your trust in your boots my friend.

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