Shunned At A Funeral - Carry The Cross

With our eyes had done
With dust on our shoes
Lost our lives, how's that good news?
They say we're fools
We laugh it through
Lose it all
That's how we win
They can mock our songs and steal our breath,
But we sing right through the threat.
They can bruise our backs, they can curse our name,
But the fire won't go out, no, it won't go tame
Carry the cross, lift it high