Blood in the Dust, Steel in the Hand

Hard times don’t ask. They take.

Weak men fall when the shadows grow, Strong men strike where the fire blows. Weak men kneel with their heads bowed low, Strong men stand and let it show.

Blood in the dust, steel in my hand, Strong men rise where the weak can’t stand. Don’t be the coward prayin’ for more— Be the fire, burnin’ at war.

Weak men run when the storm draws near, Strong men fight though their hearts know fear. Weak men scatter when the devil calls, Strong men ride and break the walls.

Blood in the dust, steel in my hand, Strong men fight where the weak men ran. Don’t be the liar, lost in the sand— Be the strong man, steel in your hand.

Steel don’t lie. The dust remembers.

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