C There is a growing F Golden light G a flower unfolding C Behind the mirror of your eyes C If an angel could hold it F In his polished white hand G I know he'd release it C Like a bird to the sky C Now you are the warrior F Who will conquer this land G On a horse made of clouds C You will scatter the sands C Some people say F God is long dead G But I heard something inside you C With my head to your chest C Within F All the wrong G They say C I have done C There lies F A seed G Of a million more C Just waiting to become Dm C Send them home! Dm C Send them home! Dm C Send them home! Dm Use your sword Dm Use your voice Dm And destroy Dm And destroy