Sirrah - Passover 1994 lyrics

rate me

Father of our guilt I rejoice at golden heaven's'

Birds eye view to earth

All is mine today

There's no word like hope

As the sun is hidden by the mist

Now the fortune's turning

Mix your gold with ash

Look around your nation's dead

And god forgot your name

Six feet under we lie

Strong our faith now dead

Paint with blood on these cryptic walls

Of our forlorn defeat

Bend your knees in prayer now

That is what they're for

Father did you see

Legions marching through my land

Trodden flowers dead

All has gone today

Father smiles when we forgive

The wound that leads to eden

The years of slavery remain

And mean nothing

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