With the wind At our backs And in the strength Of the lord We will rise On the wings Of the dawn
We're gonna take back All the enemy has stolen
With the wind At our backs And in the strength Of the lord We will rise On the wings Of the dawn
We're gonna take back All the enemy has stolen
It's in the blood Of the one who's worthy I know god has not forgotten All that's lost and broken So, come and see the turning of the times Come and see his sons and daughters rise For how could he who did not spare his own son Not freely give us victory Against the darkest of nights
We're gonna take back All the enemy has stolen
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
It's in the blood Of the one who's worthy It's in the blood Of the one who's worthy
