Diamond dust

Greatness stumble upon my enemies feet
The wind of glory scattered my name to the east
The day I die was the day immortality visit my grave
I rather to be violent than to be remembered as a slave
Salvation secretly betrayed me at my city steps
Absolution is a curse but abomination is a treath
My ignorance is the enemy of my security
What would I rather more over triumphant and glory
Whisper my name over the hills to the gods
If I bleed you bleed your life is easy to be robbed
I am what they anxiously call the diamond dust
My flesh might be destroyed but my name never rust

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