[Verse 1] Under the altar's sacred veil, souls lie, Slain for God's word, their testimony high. In voices loud, they plead with fervent plea, "How long, O Lord, until justice we see?" [Verse 2] White robes bestowed, a symbol pure and bright, Rest a while longer, 'til the time is right. For brethren yet to fall, a solemn fate, Till martyrdom's tally reaches its state. [outro]
