And the crowd roars, worships the hero » Walking with Elijah

And the crowd roars, worships the hero,
Above she erects, her gaze pierces lost souls,
And the crowd bows, obeys the idol,
Behold, she rises, her voice thunder falls,
And the crowd howls, swords and arrows,
“Peace!” Her bleeding heart sheds hidden sorrow.
~ Doobie

And the crowd roars, worships the hero » Walking with Elijah