Text: Omen. Holy Martyr.
One has seen the power and the glory
Whom shall save us from ourselves at last
Prophets tell of latter years in mourning
Voices cry out warnings from the past
Disciples of the Dead Sea Scrolls are preaching
The soul of man lived from the dawn of time
With every passing day, mankind is reaching
For the gift of truth from the divine
Do we believe in the holy martyr?
What is the secret yet to be unveiled?
Must offerings be made upon the altar
Hallowed be thy name or has he failed?
Reverence is easy when you sing a Gospel Hymn
For the moment tranquil feelings do rise
But as trails and tribulations of your world begin
What once was truth is sabotaged by lies
Do we believe in the holy martyr?
What is the secret yet to be unveiled?
Must offerings be made upon the altar
Hallowed be thy name or has he failed?
Whom shall save us from ourselves at last
Prophets tell of latter years in mourning
Voices cry out warnings from the past
Disciples of the Dead Sea Scrolls are preaching
The soul of man lived from the dawn of time
With every passing day, mankind is reaching
For the gift of truth from the divine
Do we believe in the holy martyr?
What is the secret yet to be unveiled?
Must offerings be made upon the altar
Hallowed be thy name or has he failed?
Reverence is easy when you sing a Gospel Hymn
For the moment tranquil feelings do rise
But as trails and tribulations of your world begin
What once was truth is sabotaged by lies
Do we believe in the holy martyr?
What is the secret yet to be unveiled?
Must offerings be made upon the altar
Hallowed be thy name or has he failed?