| Empowered, prepared — on a mission
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| We are the ministry
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| There have been doubts of the vocation that called us to act
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| Whether we are still witnesses of the great Love
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| There are inconsistencies between life and command
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| Are we truly faithful to the glory of the One
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| Once we were ministers, servants of the Kingdom
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| Declaring life at the death’s door
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| With eyes full of hope, we reached for the treasures
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| The surrounding wind brought us to stars so bright
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| Are we lost in addiction of people’s recognition
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| Adopting the path of the self-centered
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| Are we about to join the ranks, ignoring our tasks
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| Like dying fools, like the betrayers of light
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| Empowered, prepared — on a mission
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| We are the ministry of light
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| Once again we gather — in the shades around the fire
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| Tensions from the past traced in the atmosphere
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| Bonded by the Spirit — healing the wounds
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| Recalling the passion, a glimpse of the dream |