By word of Our testimony
up will We rise surge through canopies boundless,
wild chasing the dawn-born sun
We can't be stopped
We can't be slowed, captured or shunned
With trumpeting calls Our flock breaks forth through sickly-hued sky-
putrid puffs of brown vapor
Our victory cannot deny
Through singed tears of angels feathers hurtle and slice,
Our vision of power is the visage of sacrifice via the sword of our mouths.
We, a v-shaped cone of triumph
Rush, coursing through air becoming energy itself-
Our chorus of voices serenades the daybreak sounds of principle-wealth-
reason, compassion, truth winged horses of Our very own and following is life;
freedom; evidenced in every tone
Resounding from all directions, bold word of Our testimony.