We will not recant
We rejoice in our sentence
We give thanks to God
The serpent was writhing in the grass
We tread on a dragon's head
And climbed up a bronze ladder
Into a meadow full of sheep
The light of truth shines in the lives of the martyrs
The Faith Of A MartyrWe will not recant We rejoice in our sentence We give thanks to God The serpent was writhing in the grass We tread on a dragon's head And climbed up a bronze ladder Into a meadow full of sheep The light of truth shines in the lives of the martyrs |