Tekst:
Blood Of The Martyr When It All Began

to God that this will always last I'll carry on until the end of time With faith that you'll remain in my life You were there when it all began And

THOUGH IT'S RAGGED AND IT'S WORN IT'S THE PLACE WHERE I WAS BORN. THE BEAUTY LIES WITHIN IN GOD'S OWN COUNTRY. IT SLEEPS BENEATH THE SOIL AND 'NEATH