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    [post_content] => Henry’s arm rises,
Henry’s arm rises,
My hand is shaking as I touch the quiver,
I am standing in the middle of my fear,
The thunder of hooves down the hill,
The sword sliding in my mind
The wave of horses move like the raging sea,
The wave of blue upon the hill,
Henry’s arm lowers,
Henry’s arm lowers,
We fire as they charge,
They charge as we fire,
The slitting of my throat,
The arrows in their bodies,
Now I feel it for the first time, death.
Now I feel it for the first time, freedom.
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The Difference

Charlie Lambert

Henry’s arm rises,
Henry’s arm rises,
My hand is shaking as I touch the quiver,
I am standing in the middle of my fear,
The thunder of hooves down the hill,
The sword sliding in my mind
The wave of horses move like the raging sea,
The wave of blue upon the hill,
Henry’s arm lowers,
Henry’s arm lowers,
We fire as they charge,
They charge as we fire,
The slitting of my throat,
The arrows in their bodies,
Now I feel it for the first time, death.
Now I feel it for the first time, freedom.