Music: B. Allman, C. Ingles, C, Cadden-James, G. Wehrkamp Lyrics and Vocal Melodies: C.Cadden-James, M. Baker 



Long ago a living story

walked the whole world prophesying 

Told of days when the hand of God

pulls away from the world

All hell starts breaking out

I see it clear

It pounds the cold into your life

It turns to gray what's black and white

I've torn their mask off

I can see them

What a bloody mess

That's our world!



My father's final moments

And I was there to catch his last breath

He spoke so eloquently

Said: "Listen boy, the way it goes

is solely up to you and you alone

To live your life in strength that's been passed on

Blood to blood."



So we come to a crossroad

I'm not sinking - do you see me?

I am standing where the strong of heart

meet the wicked bad

Murals painted in the dungeon

were the dreams that caused transforming

I am coming back to life again

Life again



A power's lifting me, I journey to the light

Many secrets passed before my eyes



It's just a matter of time 'til new horizons will unfold 

Tearing down the walls between us, resurrect this poisoned world 

‘Fore the hopes and dreams of all the land are blown into the sky 

There are things worth more than money - you got to learn to hold them high 

I believe - I believe



I've seen what comes of greed and money 

I feel a growing call for action

We need changes now like never before 

Never in this world 

The more I think about it 

I know a woman who just might set the course for me 

‘Cause I believe

I believe in what she says 



Sometimes this world is simply trembling, crumbling

Coming time to banish it for evermore (Evermore)

The time for final judgment’s close at hand

Four horsemen mount on high

Wake up in the morning to the sound of children dying

The latest technology mesmerize them

Love strong enough that it can pull you from the fire

Now what about you? What about you? I am alive!



It's just a matter of time 'til new horizons will unfold 

Tearing down the walls between us, resurrect this poisoned world 

‘Fore the hopes and dreams of all the land are blown into the sky 

There are things worth more than money - you got to learn to hold them high 

I believe - I believe