On the darkest year, on the death of kings,
When you came to me in the light of things,
When I started to sink in the depths of my lies,
You gave me fire to drink; I was purified,
Purified.
You came on hallowed ground, and on thousand wings,
As far as glory I've seen, that was next to nothing
You came with power and might, you came with one request
And when you asked who will go, I said "Here I am, send me."
On a mission,
On a mission...mission from God.
From God,
From God,
Mission from God.
You asked me how I trust, asked me how I see,
Much farther than the words, "Here I am, send me."
He called me from afar, called me from within,
And still the fateful words ring true: "Here I am, send me."
On a mission,
On a mission,
On a mission,
On a mission...mission from God.
From God,
From God,
Mission from God,
Mission from God.
