In the cradle of His faith
Where the rivers turn to red
The sunlight softens the dark
And the shadows in their lives drift apart
She stands before her fate
And the heavens open the gates
From the darkness they are called
Ten brave women to face the end
She smiles and prays for their faith
And she knows their inner souls are filled with grace
One final chance to deny (her faith)
She lifts her eyes, “no” is her reply
Chorus
Mona, angel, resolute and strong
Your smile drifts across the ages
And whispers your song
Mona the comfort they feel from your eyes
In the silence that echoes before Mona dies
She is led into the square
All the angels have gathered there
The rope hangs down from the sky
Her soul quickening prepares to fly
Her heart eternally wed
A kiss for the rope that leaves her for dead
Chorus