Hear me now, hear me now if this be my final hour
Hanging over our heads

Feel the fear of a promised death
Feel the fear, the fear of failure
Seeking the truth inside, reaching for a bloodied hand
Shed the fear, condemned to a martyr’s death
Hear me now, if this be my final hour

Feel the fear, feel the fear, feel the fear
Feel the fear of emptiness
I would gladly lose my life for the sake of Jesus Christ
Hear me now, if this be my final hour

Finding no rest, more sleepless nights
Trudging, toiling, looking for some hope
Shed your fear, what is the cost of living?

With my last breath

Remove the earth, digging for truth
No more fear, I shed the fear of a promised death
And in time we’ll know
Feel the fear of it all crashing down
Shed your fear, will you pay the price?
Fear pillages and rapes my mind, I see it looking over me
Quest for a calling to ransom back the dead
No more fear, no more emptiness left in here
Holding tight to the comforts of your wasted life