| The soldiers of my discontent march from my soul to my head
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| I make myself a prisoner in this my latest self made war
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| The angel of my higher self must be guarding someone else
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| Haunted thoughts made manifest so many ghosts still left to rest
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| I wanna give up the fight; |
| and lose myself in your love
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| Give up the fight; |
| oh to be a Prince of Peace for just one night
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| Trapped in this eternal quest for faith and wisdom and courage
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| Stranded as the sole captor the same old torture as before
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| I wanna give up the fight; |
| and lose myself in your love
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| Give up the fight; |
| oh to be a Prince of Peace for just one night
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| Undaunted and unbreakable a centred soul unshakable
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| My root of bondage and my release
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| When will I be a Prince of Peace?
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| The soldiers of our discontent marching since this time was sent
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| When will the battle ever cease?
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| When will we learn to walk in peace? |