Oh Abraham would raise his hands
 And mourn this very day
 For his children left the promised land
 In search of their own way
 They kick and scream like wayward sons
 Always wanting to sleep
 And dream away these evil days
 In hopes that God cant see
 There are chains upon your children Lord
 Chains upon your children
 There are chains upon your children
 We’re in chains

Do you hear the lion roar?
 Awake O Sleeper
 Stand with me well fight the war
 Awake O Sleeper
 Your suffering [bad word] again
 And never fall away
 For we trade our [bad word]  Like the one who bled for grace
 There [bad word] a day my God [bad word]  And put me in my place
 My God I pray, Youll call my name
 Instead of turn away
 Let no man bring me harm
 I bear the marks of Jesus
 Let no man bring me harm
 I bear the marks of the Lord