With the wind
At our backs
And in the strength
Of the lord
We will rise
On the wings
Of the dawn
We're gonna take back
All the enemy has stolen
With the wind
At our backs
And in the strength
Of the lord
We will rise
On the wings
Of the dawn
We're gonna take back
All the enemy has stolen
It's in the blood
Of the one who's worthy
I know god has not forgotten
All that's lost and broken
So, come and see the turning of the times
Come and see his sons and daughters rise
For how could he who did not spare his own son
Not freely give us victory
Against the darkest of nights
We're gonna take back
All the enemy has stolen
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
We're gonna plunder the pits of hell
It's in the blood
Of the one who's worthy
It's in the blood
Of the one who's worthy