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Album: Selah
In the land of Desolate Kings,
Shadows reaching through the woods, in the trees are hidden signs,
Evil pursues the life of the good.
Faces seen without any hope,
Fear stalks the shaken heart,
A grasp on a weary soul,
Taking hold of who you are.
A faded sight in the distance,
The problems of long ago,
Are in a book with hidden treasures,
For those of the Holy Ghost.
In our dreams there is no fear,
To our Father's we are compelled,
To us His love is extended,
Yet He holds the keys to Death & Hell.
Chorus 1
Knights of the round table, around the table of Kings,
Horses prepared for the battle, in flight with Victor's wings.
Chorus 2
Jesus the finisher of our faith, we go by what the Spirit says,
He shows us that He really cares,
His heart holds no hatred there.
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