Her hands in wounded lines,
What I feel is losing faith,
As I made the circle die,
As the sun rays fade away,
Gold, gold

Lay down your arms I hear,
You'll be blessed all in the end,
On the hill the laughing rogue,
Under him the dying land,
Gold, gold

I see the light,
I see the light,
I see the light,
I see the light, in the dark

I see the light,
I see the light,
I see the light,
I see the light,
I see the light,
I see the light, in the dark,
I see the light,
I see the light

Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins, and illuminate

Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins, and illuminate

Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins,
Rise from ruins, and illuminate.

Comments (0)