Every flower, every creature is unique
Beautiful it seems, but there is one that needs to be redeemed

You are more, you are more than a conqueror
You're more than a prisoner of this world of pain
You've come home

Do lions ever question their strength?
Are they always prepared for battle
With helmet, sword and breastplate

You are more, you are more than a conqueror
You're more than a prisoner of this world of pain
You've come home

I'm a wilting flower on barren ground
Revive me 'cause I'm withered
We'll have no fear

You are more than a conqueror
You are more than a prisoner
You've come home


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