Shaking hiding from there sight, we dread to feel their angered might We cannot run from our fate, unjust rewards, they make us wait We all denied their pagan ways, we must suffer their deadly sport It might take hours and it might take days, our time on earth is growing short No more pain and wondering why, we're with our God he heard our cry We had the vision and now we are free, our screams will live in history We're herded to the bloodstained ground, they tell us death by starving hounds Our skin our bones they'll desecrate, Our souls our faith they'll never take Our lot was drawn, we choose Our Lord, we knew we'd die by beast or sword Our fear of God was strong, stronger than, our fear of death our fear of man