Masters of Chant - Gregorian

We're the masters of chant

We are brothers in arms

For we don't give up

Till time has come

Will you guide us God

We are singing as one

We are masters of chant

When the moon turns to dust

In the mist and the cold

You'll hear a song calling

Like a kiss from a rose

Like a diamond in blood

Like a light in the dark

We are masters of chant

I am the sound, Lam the promise

And I will never fear the darkness

I join the light

For when they see us ride to glory

And if we end or start the story

We will rise

We're the masters of chant

Like a face in the crowd

When nothing else matters

We're standing proud

And our voice will command

With the power of sound

We are masters of chant

Will you bring us to life

Take us out of the cold

We'll find our way home

In fields of gold

In a world without end

Through skies and sand

We are masters of chant