I may fall asleep
But I'll never change
I'll just dream a stor-y
Of an endless sage
Who held up the world
Though he pierced his hands
On the point-ed edge-es
Of its thorny lands
When he walked the waste
When he calmed the waves
All of nature list-ened
For it knew its place
When we shut our ears
When we closed our doors
He just brushed his shoes off
And he fed the poor
So we took his clothes
Beat his back with blows
'Till the flesh was strips and curls
And he paid the wage
Of his Father's rage
For his rare beloved pearl
As the blood flowed down
Not to gain a crown
But a lost and lonely girl
He hung like leaves
On a splintered tree
And died
I may fall apart
Tumble in the grave
Like a jigsaw puzzle
Being put away
You can fall from grace
You can fall in line
You can leave your family
Or get left behind
So we'll march with pride
And our heads held high
With our swords strapped to our belts
Stirring up like sheep
Waking up from sleep
As he calls us to himself
Though we might not know
How this all will go
We can follow no one else
When the call goes out
With a might shout
We will die, we'll die, we'll die, we'll die
We will die, we'll die, we'll die, we'll die
From the deepest grave
All our souls were saved
There is nowhere left to hide
Though the mountains fall
Under rocks we crawl
He will call us to His side
When the trumpet sounds
From the broken ground
We will fly, we'll fly we'll fly
We will fly, we'll fly we'll fly
With apologies to Connor
