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Lost in the annals of time long past over, |
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Deep in soil, shallow and unkempt, |
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Brothers and sisters, in ground hallowed sacred, |
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Their blood, this earth, we will consecrate, |
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Their eyes once boiling with life, |
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Their hearts bursting with passion, |
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With dreams they carried forever, |
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Through days that promised the world, |
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Then came the black winds burning, |
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The beasts with fire in their hands, |
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The execution squads surrounding, |
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And their children in pieces at their feet, |
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...and who stood watching? |
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From El Mozote to Amritsar, |
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From Nanking to My Lai, |
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From Srebrenica to Algiers, |
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From Wounded Knee to Sabra-Shatila, |
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From Tiananmen to East Timor, |
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From Warsaw to Darfur, |
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From Guernica to Halabja, |
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Their spirit lives in defiance of it all, |
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Graves of our fathers vanquished, |
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Entombed in their furrowed prisons, |
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Soldiers programmed, show no mercy, |
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Following their orders from tyrants that hide behind politics |
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...and the world stood watching, |
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Regret, nausea and rage, |
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"Never Again" was the phrase, |
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Lest not our conscience we betray, |
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...as we stand passive in our guilt. |
