When death dies
Like the waters flooding the desert
Like the sunrise showing all things
When it comes, flowers grow
Lions sleep, gravestones roll
Where death dies, all things live
When it comes, poor men feast
Kings fall down to their knees
When death dies, all things live
All things live
Like a woman searching and finding love
Like an ocean buried and bursting forth
Where it comes, flowers grow
Lions sleep, gravestones roll
Where death dies, all things come alive
Where it comes, water’s clean
Children fed, all believe
When death dies, all things live
All things live
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