| As from the mountaintops they come
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| By sandstorm desert stretching far
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| The fall of countless drops of light
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| The new moon and the crescent star
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| The silent march of muffled hooves
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| The gleam of glistening coal black eyes
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| The darkened blades and shrouded hoods
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| Beyond the means of compromise
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| No need to show remorse, regret
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| Or even shed a silent tear
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| A vision of the Promised Land
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| Where death holds no disgrace or fear
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| Will you heed the call?
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| Will you heed the call?
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| Will you heed the call?
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| As from the newborn land they come
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| By union state with endless might
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| The weak find their release in hope
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| The Bible and the guiding light
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| The revelation of the soul
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| Where every man can speak as free
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| To stand forever side by side
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| To build a new democracy
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| No need to show remorse, regret
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| Or even shed a silent tear
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| A vision of the Promised Land
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| Where death holds no disgrace or fear
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| Will you heed the call?
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| Will you heed the call?
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| Will you heed the call?
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| The humble will inherit
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| All of God’s own holy grails
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| But God will not provide for them
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| When vanity prevails
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| Will you heed the call?
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| Will you heed the call?
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| Will you heed the call? |