Her life had merely begun
Today she played in the sun
Out on the fields of her maidenhood
Two armed men entered the scene
Slew those she loved, taking her
Raping and strangling her in the woods
Pride of Creation
Where do you hide?
Chimes of the future
Ring our weakness aside
Light of the morning
Painting the sky in shades of Love to come
The day our hearts will open to you
How many lies can we bear
How many wrongs are we to share
Until false idols reveal their face?
How many prayers does it take
before a soul understands:
It's down to us to unchain this place
Light of the morning
Fill our souls with a Love to come
The day our hearts will open to you
