Mercy Songtext
von Gleaming Spires

Speak of grace and of duration
Lands laid fallow, homes forlorn
Speak of holding true to station
Carried through the task alone
Distant land lies calm and warming
Sun shining down upon fine crest
Forbidding pathway slowly trodden
Lead from lower peaks on to the next

Night holds mercy for the weakened
A cloak of friends restores our strength
Until the dawn, a respite
Simple dignity presides
In memory our plight lies shameless
And we give thanks for our new toils
Drowned in hunger, blight left nameless
We will work your everlasting soil


We call
"Where is the mercy promised me?"
Sons of the mighty, of the free
We′ll see this through
One purpose stacked
Falling heavily
Don't turn back

We ask
We plead
We ask to forget our burdened past
We plead, oh, bid us, please
For we want no more than
To bask beneath your warming sun
We want no more than to thank you
For a life that will not drag us down

Speak of grace and of duration
Speak of holding true to station
Speak of friends and of salvation

We call
"Where is the mercy promised me?"
Sons of the mighty, of the free
We′ve seen this through
One purpose stacked
Falling heavily
Did not turn back


Where is the mercy promised me?
Sons of the mighty, of the free
We've seen this through
One purpose stacked
Falling heavily
Did not turn back
Where is the mercy promised me?
Sons of the mighty, of the free
We've seen this through
One purpose stacked
Falling heavily
Did not turn back
Where is the mercy promised me?
Sons of the mighty, of the free
We′ve seen this through
One purpose stacked
Falling heavily
Did not turn back