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Holy, this night that I pray From the womb of my dying mother The blood of her thigh reveals her shame The scanning and screening my mind Wasn't born to cry my heart out Is this the last time we will hear Our children cry out? Obscure the sky, obscure my eyes From this world we could not hide Will this pain we have, be shed? Then I know we'd make it together Holding this breath that I stole From a beam of light I followed I cannot forget the things I've seen They're dying for freedom in vain While we all just watch and wonder Is this the last time we will hear Our children cry out? Obscure the sky, obscure my eyes From this world we could not hide Will this pain we have, be shed? Then I know we'd make it Once I was born to look in the eyes Of a world that was calling my name Now I can't hear What of these millions And this pain they must bear? Never to hear, never to see From the shadows Breaking the silence they kill In cold blood that pours down on me I wear like a crest when I recall This vision that glows through the night While I wish that I was dreaming Is this the last time we will hear Our children cry out? Obscure the sky, obscure my eyes From this world we could not hide Will this pain we have, be shed? Then I know we'd make it together, breaking the silence |