My son and I we are one
Me and my son
Our bond won't be broken
We'll never be done
Entwined, pushing and pulling
Me and my son
The oath of support
And framework of trust
From angry retort
To the wheezing of breath, my last
From the end of the world
From the depth, from the cold
To the start, to the limit and more
Me and my son we are whole
My son I bequeath this oath
My son unto you I place hope
The words that I swore, put forth
Your future, your freedom, elope!
My son, we were one
And now that I am spent,
And now that I am done
Stand tall, don't repent
For even beyond gray demise
I'll stand right beside you
My bond, and my oath stronger thrice
Don't fret, don't forget, it is true
We are one,
You and I,
My son!
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