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