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