| Lyrics: | Listen to my voice.
We are gathered here today
To speak of things we have to do,
And
the friends we have to call,
From the middleground,
From the Darkness.
It's
been many years,
Many years,
Since we have faced a danger such as this.
There is
nowhere left to hide.
No safety in old glories.
No sanctuary.
I've seen the
same nightmare in all our dreams,
But now it's come to Earth in search of us,
And through
treachery, we are found.
So we must pray to the maker of all things,
And wait for the
storm to come.
Maker
We are desciples to your desire.
Maker
We are
the voices that sing your praises.
Maker
We are the rage that feeds your
devotion.
Maker
Rise from the ground and be our salvation |
