From the recording Sacrilegious (5)

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Lyrics

Why am I here?
What am I for?
I feel the weight
At every door

I was born in fire
With a shaking hand
Trying to read
This shattered land

If I was made
Then teach me why
Good hearts break
While the cruel still rise

I carry the scars
I carry the doubt
Still looking up
When the dark moves out

We are God’s children (God’s children)
With free will, free will
We are God’s children (God’s children)
And we’re standing still
Through the hurt
Through the fire
We don’t fold
We climb higher

Why do the kind
Get torn apart?
Why does the ache
Move through the heart?

Why does the innocent
Taste the thorn?
Why does the storm
Keep coming on?

If there’s a plan
Then let it speak
In the broken hands
And the faith we keep

I won’t pretend
I understand
But I still reach
For the promised land

We are God’s children (God’s children)
With free will, free will
We are God’s children (God’s children)
And we’re standing still
Through the hurt
Through the fire
We don’t fold
We climb higher

Maybe the wound
Is where I learn
Maybe the dark
Is where I turn

Not made for chains
Not made to kneel
Made to choose
Made to feel

We are God’s children (God’s children)
With free will, free will
We are God’s children (God’s children)
And we’re standing still
Through the hurt
Through the fire
We don’t fold
We climb higher

We are God’s children (God’s children)
We are God’s children (God’s children)