Can't you feel our souls ignite
          Shedding ever changing colours,
          in the darkness of the fading night,
          Like the river joins the ocean,
          as the germ in a seed grows
          We have finally been freed to get back home.
          There's an angel standing in the sun,
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          and he's crying with a loud voice,
          "This is the supper of the mighty one",
          Lord of Lords,
          King of Kings,
          Has returned to lead his children home,
          To take them to the new Jerusalem.