Why are you so scared?
Have you seen what's to come?
As all the sinners raise their hands to the sky,
And saints will pray for his great mercy.
We will follow in the footprints of the martyrs,
Among all the endless graves.

They'll bury us in lies;
The truth that the

Redeemed by the blood of the Lamb.
Steadfast in His presence.
Rest assured there's a place the saints will gather.
To sing the song of victory.

How blind was I,
But now I see, the love of the Father was offered to me.
How blind was I,
To never see, but now these eye