Altars on Fire

From the land of the storm they departed And the wind of the plague they became When the sand of the shore turned to red By the blood of the fallen All the force of the wild we were facing Lindisfarne was taken by fate Not our god nor a prayer could help but Our trust as we call the saints With no mercy they plundered and slayed Tainted the ground of the Holy Isle Burnt the abbey to ruins Can't give up Stand tonight Altars on fire Can't deny Get up together to weather the night Can't give up Come to life Friars to frontlines Can't defy Born to forever or never to fight Stand up and pray the night will rise To defend what was holy and sacred We stood up by our weakness and fear All aware to be slaughtered and torn By the wild, by their sword and spear By the dawn all the few of survivors They were taken as slaves under will And the altar was burnt and despised By the horde, as the godless killed They brought agony, thunder and hate Unsainted the halls of the sacred child Burnt the altar to embers Can't give up Stand tonight Altars on fire Can't deny Get up together to weather the night Can't give up Come to life Friars to frontlines Can't defy Born to forever or never to fight Stand up and pray the night will rise