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Cold and misty morning, I heard a warning borne in the air |
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About an age of power where no one had an hour to spare |
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Where the seeds have withered, silent children shivered, in the cold |
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Now their faces captured in the lenses of the jackals for gold |
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I'll be there |
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I'll be there |
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I will be there |
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Suffering in silence, they've all been betrayed |
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They hurt them and they beat them, in a terrible way |
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Praying for survival at the end of the day |
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There is no compassion for those who stay |
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I'll be there |
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I'll be there |
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I will be there |
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There must be someone who can set them free |
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To take their sorrow from this odyssey |
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To help the helpless and the refugee |
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To protect what's left of humanity |
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Can't you see |
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Can't you see |
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Can't you see |
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I'll be there |
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I'll be there |
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I will be there |
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To heal their sorrow |
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To beg and borrow |
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Fight tomorrow |