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Slow His March

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Slow His March

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Healers United
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Stealing Time is more precious then gold. [Verse 1] I hear his footsteps in the hall, A shadow moving through the walls. He never hurries, never runs— He knows that every night will come. I have no blade that he would fear, No strength to make him disappear. But while one fading voice still calls, I’ll be the answer through it all. [Chorus] I cannot conquer Death, I cannot make him kneel. But I can hold a trembling hand And fight for something real. For every breath I steal from him, Every heartbeat that I guard, I may never stop his coming— But I can slow his march. [Verse 2] He tells me all I save is time, That every soul will cross his line. I tell him time is everything— One final word, another spring. One more sunrise, one embrace, One last chance to speak a name. If I can give them one more day, Then Death has not won today. [Chorus] I cannot conquer Death, I cannot make him kneel. But I can hold a trembling hand And fight for something real. For every breath I steal from him, Every heartbeat that I guard, I may never stop his coming— But I can slow his march. [Verse 3] My hands will shake, my strength will thin, I know some nights he still will win. There will be names I cannot keep, And empty chairs that grief will leave. But loss will never make me bow— He’ll have to face me here and now. Until my own last light goes dark, I’ll stand and slow his march. [Bridge] You say resistance changes nothing, That all roads reach you in the end. Then why do you recoil from morning When another heartbeat mends? You may own the final silence, But you do not own today. And until the last light leaves us, I will stand here in your way. [Final Chorus] I was never meant to conquer Death Or force him to his knees. I was made to guard the living For as long as I can breathe. For every breath I steal from him, Every heartbeat that I guard, I may never stop his coming— But I can slow his march. No, I may not have the power To tear his kingdom apart, But as long as I am living, I will slow his march. [Final Verse] Come whenever you must come— You will find me standing here, Between your everlasting silence And every life that I hold dear. I never claimed that I could end you, I only made this promise in the dark: You will never take them freely. I will slow your march.