In a world created
Dreams are replaced with fear,
Truth gone up in flames,
Smells like death in the air.
Forsake it all for nothing,
He carried His cross and reign.
We are the chosen few
Rising up to say:
«We are the voices in the night,
We will not be silent!
We won't back down,
We'll stand and fight,
We are the voices in the night!»
All the fields are for harvest,
All day and they waste away.
You hear the voice of God,
But still you're unchanged.
Forsake what you created,
Why are you running away?
The daylights fading fast now,
Rise up and say:
«We are the voices in the night,
We will not be silent!
We won't back down,
We'll stand and fight,
We are the voices in the night!»
Truth is not created,
It's all around.
Seek the Lord
While He may be found
We are the voices in the night,
We will not be silent!
We won't back down,
We'll stand and fight,
We are the voices in the night!