'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
So we must pray to the maker of all things
And wait for the storm to come'
Maker
We are disciples to your
Desire
Maker
We are the voices that sing
Your whispers
Maker
We are the rage that feeds your
Devotion
Maker
Rise from the ground and be our
Salvation
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