| Now that our flag is fluttering on top
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| of the highest tower of the town,
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| I watch the horizon all around me everything around is under my control
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| But how can sleep the eye behind the lid
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| on evil such as those to rouse every
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| sleeper while your brothers have no place
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| to rest but the stomach of the vultures
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| different times and different places
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| in the name of Love and Truth oh different peoples and different races
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| or in the name of their own purpose?
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| Faith is chocked by slip noose on public squares
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| from the ground raises a scary fog
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| sickening reek invades nostrils and lungs
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| History’s broken Faith is blocked
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| Neither treason mow-down of thousands innocents
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| women and children has been useful
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| beaten and dishonored but still alive
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| our caravan crosses the desert
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| Raised was the curtain, cleared away the veal
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| Shattered the cover to relight the pearl
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| To let the full moon rise in through the dark
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| The holy rock came back to its splendor
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| different times and different places
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| in the name of Love and Truth oh different peoples and different races
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| or in the name of their own purpose?
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| Faith is chocked by slip noose on public squares
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| from the ground raises a scary fog
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| sickening reek invades nostrils and lungs
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| History’s broken forever
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| Centuries have passed since those dark cruel times
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| thousands lives burned in a nutshell
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| on the new land side, as on the world wide
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| who once was lord, now’s beast of hell |