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Ancient ships of slaverysailing souls for a new countrydarkened day in a crowded placesilent voices, not the same
Not be heard, not be saved
Refrain: Lord, take care of the souls of the braveheal their wounds in heaven, it
`s too late
Mankind
`s lost their will to believeand now I pray to you: hear me
Little hearts, they die, they bleedbeggin
`eyes, oppressed and they willnot forget, they cannot be fulfilledwith joy, but with tears, not be seen
Not expected truth of life
Refrain
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