| I hear them chanting again
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| I hear them crying out loud
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| I see the masses fall away
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| This bitter war has begun
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| I hear the children cry for food
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| Their fathers have left them all for dead
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| And we’re running out of time
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| We’re running out of time
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| Getting closer to the edge
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| We’re running out of time
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| There’s a fountain filled with blood
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| Poured from the virus of unborn children
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| The masacre is endless
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| And we watch them fade away
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| I hear the screaming save the trees
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| But we’d kill a generation to suit our own needs
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| What are we ending up to be
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| A nation in bondage that thinks we are free |