Dust of Martyrs - Teramaze

Born to belong

Born to be strong

Thy will’s be done

Thy will’s begun

I have decided to put my trust in pure light

You make it so hard to breathe

You make it so hard to see

There’s nothing left but shadows

That wait for us all to beg

Save us from the reign

Bring us back the Son

I am here to take you away

You’re still worth your weight in gold

The doubts invested sold out your mind!

I have decided to…

(Dean Wells)