C
There is a growing
F
Golden light
G
a flower unfolding
C
Behind the mirror of your eyes
C
If an angel could hold it
F
In his polished white hand
G
I know he'd release it
C
Like a bird to the sky
C
Now you are the warrior
F
Who will conquer this land
G
On a horse made of clouds
C
You will scatter the sands
C
Some people say
F
God is long dead
G
But I heard something inside you
C
With my head to your chest
C
Within
F
All the wrong
G
They say
C
I have done
C
There lies
F
A seed
G
Of a million more
C
Just waiting to become
Dm C
Send them home!
Dm C
Send them home!
Dm C
Send them home!
Dm
Use your sword
Dm
Use your voice
Dm
And destroy
Dm
And destroy
