Shepherds Nest by Eta Nearrum Lyrics

I stand free
My mind made up with pride
I march for praise of one
For those who I love

His will must be fulfilled
I need to do
What he wants me to do
I want, I must

All shepherds
Washing minds of
Artless lambs which
Deny their own function
They guide us to failure
They feed up with
False sense of rule
Bringing themselves
And their pupils to full
Denial of life