Lyrics

The match is lit
The fire grows
To burn the weeds
What wasn't sown
The hammer falls
It breaks the stone
The weak made strong
We're not alone
The Serpent's crushed
A lifted curse
The saints will sing
Of the new Earth
Your light, Your life
Your holy breath
You came, You rose
You conquered death
The King returns
To make it right
To make it new
And be the light
Towards it all
And make it clear
Correct the peace
And dry the tears
The King returns
To make it right
To make it new
And be the light
Towards it all
And make it clear
Correct the peace
And dry the tears
The match is lit
The fire grows
To burn the weeds
What wasn't sown
The hammer falls
It breaks the stone
The weak made strong
We're not alone
The Serpent's crushed
A lifted curse
The saints will sing
Of the new Earth
Your light, Your life
Your holy breath
You came, You rose
You conquered death
The King returns
To make it right
To make it new
And be the light
Towards it all
And make it clear
Correct the peace
And dry the tears
The King returns
To make it right
To make it new
And be the light
Towards it all
And make it clear
Correct the peace
And dry the
Holy, holy
At your feet lay
Every crown
And every man
Holy, holy
At your feet lay
Every crown
And every man
The King returns
To make it right
To make it new
And be the light
Towards it all
And make it clear
Correct the peace
And dry the tears
The King returns
To make it right
To make it new
And be the light
Towards it all
And make it clear
Correct the peace
And dry the tears
Written by: Benjamin Meszaros, Dax Hansen
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