Silken Hands, Hollow Hearts

Silk can cover hands… But it can’t hide the hollow inside.

I seen weak men dressed in fine, Silken cuffs and borrowed time. I seen strong men scarred and rough, But their word alone was strong enough.

Silken hands, hollow hearts, Weak men fall where the strong man starts. Don’t be the fool that comfort keeps— Be the man the fire weeps.

Weak men laugh in the silver halls, Strong men answer when duty calls. Weak men sleep while the storm breaks in, Strong men fight ‘til the bitter end.

Silken hands, hollow hearts, Weak men bend while the strong man parts. Don’t be the soft one, blind in the dark— Be the flame, the iron spark.

Soft skin fades. Steel don’t.

Silken hands, hollow hearts, Weak men scatter while the strong man starts. Don’t be the coward hidin’ in gold— Be the strong man, carved in bold.

Silk fades. Stone stays.

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