Dust off your face and rise friend
Lift yourself from where things end
Gather the pieces left behind
All the scattered shards you'll find
The walls may crumble, fall away,But memories live
They're here to stay
Take the house's bones, the dreams, the pain
And carry them through sun and rain
AWOOOOOOOOOOO!.
You fight for life, you fight to stand
For roses in the mountain's hand
For ancient olives, gnarled and wise
And every star in your country's skies
You are the old, the ever new
The roots, the soil, tried and true
In every stone, in every seed
Lies the strength that you will need
Dust off your face, rise from the dust
Hold tight to courage, hold on to trust
The world watches, learns patience and strength
Afraid of the power your hope represents
The world is weak, and you are brave
Relieve them of guilt, the shame they crave
Their worst offense, the wounds they show-Yet
You protect the values they don't know
Through sacred ruins, burnt and torn
The journey's bruised, but you're reborn
With stories sacred, you're meant to bear
The last angel, carrying light and care
Never give up , rise from the dust
Hold on tight, hold on to trust
Through holy ruins, scorched and scarred
The journey may be bruised and hard
But you are the last angel there
With sacred stories, born to bear
When all is done, when all is said
You'll speak to God from where you bled
So stand and rise, don't look behind
Through endless lands, a path you'll find
You carry light, you bear the flame
The voice, the blood, the honored name