| Pulled from our homes
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| We’ve committed no crimes
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| We don’t know why
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| Stolen and incarcerated
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| The red army marches us out like pigs
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| Onto trains like creatures
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| Of some unknown plague
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| For days we travel
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| To an unknown land
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| A frozen world without end
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| A pure dehumanizing hell
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| Physically and morally abused
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| We huddle together like slaves
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| In the galleys of old
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| Cold & hungry
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| Descending into tales
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| Of a forever destroying genesis
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| Where the depth of human
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| Depravity has no bounds
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| Our final destination
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| An unbearable existence
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| Thrown into black mines
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| My mother and sister
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| Raped daily while I’m blind
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| I can only hear their cries
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| By night, we live off scraps
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| To keep us working for a Master who will never look
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| Upon us with his own eyes
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| We are doomed and will never
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| Know what it is to be free |