[Intro]
In Tabriz, rests mother’s as they weave.
Beside him, I stand, sacred visions conceived.
[Verse 1]
The young Bab, with faith steady and forthright.
To greet His Creator, weary from his reverent fight.
[Break…
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Im going to listen to this over and over again its so awesom…
Absolutely Magnificent Beautiful and Soul suturing, Cant Wai…