| Dust of Martyrs |
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| Born to belong |
| Born to be strong |
| Thy will’s be done |
| Thy will’s begun |
| I have decided to put my trust in pure light |
| You make it so hard to breathe |
| You make it so hard to see |
| There’s nothing left but shadows |
| That wait for us all to beg |
| Save us from the reign |
| Bring us back the Son |
| I am here to take you away |
| You’re still worth your weight in gold |
| The doubts invested sold out your mind! |
| I have decided to… |
| (Dean Wells) |
