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