Brandon Jordan - The Spark

In the darkness we have grown
Fingers worn to the bone
Vicious cycle will repeat
Keep us down on our knees
In ignorance we will roam
No place to call our home
No one to feel our pain
No shelter from the rain

Who will make a spark?
Who will start the fire?
Who will fan the flames?
Make them higher and higher

Get off your knees
Raise your fist to the skies
Trust the things you see
With your own two eyes

Suffering and torture
is all we've ever known
Through the sorrow and heartache
Cold thoughts have grown

Who will make a spark?
Who will start the fire?
Who will fan the flames?
Make them higher and higher

Get off your knees
Raise your fist to the skies
Trust the things you see
With your own two eyes

Now it's time to end
Thought control that bind our hands
Throw off our chains
Our new lives begin

Who will make a spark?
Who will start the fire?
Who will fan the flames?
Make them higher and higher

Get off your knees
Raise your fist to the skies
Trust the things you see
With your own two eyes

Written by:
Brandon Jordan

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