In the middle of the night
The blood moon rages in the sky
Scorching the city, while lights dwindle below
When will it be my turn?
To burn bright and smolder
Oh may the light be the one of god
Take me, change me, engulf me
Consume the shield and sword
Let me swelter in the heat of my heart
And when it is all done, release me
To the light, you give me back
For I’ll be the change, the mighty promise
A kingdom of one, in a foreign world
One day, I will thank your will
I’ll be you creation, for I am your son
In the smoldering light