| Lost in the annals of time long past over
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| Deep in soil, shallow and unkempt
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| Brothers and sisters, in ground hallowed sacred
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| Their blood, this earth, we will consecrate
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| Their eyes once boiling with life
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| Their hearts bursting with passion
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| With dreams they carried forever
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| Through days that promised the world
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| Then came the black winds burning
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| The beasts with fire in their hands
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| The execution squads surrounding
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| And their children in pieces at their feet
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| …and who stood watching?
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| From El Mozote to Amritsar
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| From Nanking to My Lai
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| From Srebrenica to Algiers
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| From Wounded Knee to Sabra-Shatila
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| From Tiananmen to East Timor
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| From Warsaw to Darfur
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| From Guernica to Halabja
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| Their spirit lives in defiance of it all
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| Graves of our fathers vanquished
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| Entombed in their furrowed prisons
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| Soldiers programmed, show no mercy
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| Following their orders from tyrants that hide behind politics
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| …and the world stood watching
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| Regret, nausea and rage
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| «Never Again» was the phrase
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| Lest not our conscience we betray
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| …as we stand passive in our guilt |