Slave To Gold

Courage begets thee In case I forget ye Bring me back into the victory In case ye forget our history Luster and grace Beseech ye’s foreign face Slave to gold The Lord foretold Beneath heaven and hell We drink from the desert’s well Bliss may unfold Only when fortune’s unfold May we drink and be merry For we have vanquished the adversary The Messiah has come quickly To heal the lame and sickly No better than today Was tomorrow’s yesterday The warriors of heaven shall rejoice Only when the deceivers lose their voice Follow the light Come out of the light He’s calling his children near To a life redeemed without fear Send forth the humble They will stand and not crumble