Coppered Man


Coppered man, he's the one who now truly takes a stand
Coppered man, an age unto himself from giants and including elves
Coppered man, the text he writes can get him into a fight
Coppered man, he uses his brain, not waiting for the pain
Coppered man, moves ahead, sure there's some form of dread
Coppered man, must survive, even if he's the only one of us alive
Coppered man, has his own "brand" because he understands
Coppered man, will use the trust to make sure things are just
Coppered man, will set our pace, will save our face without a trace
Coppered man, is bound by grace without what one might call a face
Coppered man, is God's without any questions about his recollections
Coppered man, does know how to show us our way throughout the day
Coppered man, he's here to pray because he knows the way

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