There's a prayer for our fallen brothers and sisters
There's a blood red circle
On the cold dark ground
And the rain is falling down
The church door's thrown open
I can hear the organ song
But the congregation's gone
My city of ruins
My city of ruins
Now the sweet bells of mercy
Drift through the evening trees
Young man on the corner like scattered leaves
The boarded up windows
The empty streets
And my brother's down on his knees
My city of ruins
My city of ruins
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up come on rise
Up
Now there's tears on the pillow
Darling where we slept
And you took my heart when you left
Without your sweet kiss
My soul is lost my friend
Tell me how do I begin again
My city's in ruins
My city's in ruin
Now with these hands
With these hands
With these hands
With these hands I pray lord with these hands
With these hands
I pray for the strength lord with these hands
With these hands
I pray for the faith lord with these hands
With these hands
We pray for your love lord with these hands
With these hands
Pray for the lost lord with these hands
With these hands
We pray for this world lord with these hands
With these hands
We pray for the strength lord with these hands
With these hands we pray for the strength lord
With these hands come on with these hands come on
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up
Come on rise up come on rise
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