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White man came across the sea
Brought us pain and misery Killed our tribes killed our creed Took our game for his own need We fought him hard we fought him well Out on the plains we gave him hell But many came too much for Cree Oh will we ever be set free? Riding through dustclouds and barren wastes Galloping hard on the plains Chasing the redskins back to their holes Fighting them at their own game Murder for freedom a stab in the back Women and children and cowards attack Run to the hills run for your lives Run to the hills run for your lives Soldier blue on the barren wastes Hunting and killing their game Raping the women and wasting the men The only good Indians are tame Selling them whisky and taking their gold Enslaving the young and destroying the old Run to the hills run for your lives (repeat to end) |
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He's walking like a small child
But watch his eyes burn you away Black holes in his golden stare God knows he wants to go home Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned He's walking like a dead man If he had lived he would have crucified us all Now he's standing on his last step He thought oblivion, well it beckons us all Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Children of the damned Now it's burning his hands He's turning to laugh Smiles as the flame sears his flesh Melting his face, screaming in pain Peeling the skin from his eyes Watch him die According to plan He's dust on the ground, what did we learn You're children of the damned Your back's against the wall You turn into the light You're burning in the night You're children of the damned Like candles watch them burn Burning in the light You'll burn again tonight Children of the damned |
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Cold as steel the darkness waits it's hour will come.
A cry of fear from our children worshipping the sun. Mother nature's black revenge on those who waste her life. War babies in the garden of Eden, Shall turn our ashes to ice. Sunrise has gone freezing up the fires. Sunrise has gone numbing our desires. Around the world the people stop, With terror stricken eyes. A shadow cast upon them all, To crush them like a fly. In the icy rain and whiplashed seas, There's nowhere left to run. The hammer blows of winter fall like a hurricane. Around the world the nations wait, For some wise word from their leading light. You know it isn't only madmen who listen to fools. Is this the end, the millions cried, Clutching their riches as they died. Those who survive must weather the storm. Gone are the days when man looked down. They've taken away his sacred crown. To be set free, it took so long. It's not journeys' end, it's just begun. |
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