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With the world so loud who's gonna hear when I cry |
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In this fog of war for black gold, one diamond sold, one life got stole |
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Society built on slavery, for me it was not so long ago |
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You may forget but I still know |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Anger and rage, thunder and lightning |
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Spirits unrest, hey, they looking for justice |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Flood of tears rise, for stories untold |
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A debt to be paid, hey, don't you know |
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There heroes are my enemies |
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For one man's profit is another man's loss |
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And I see their faces in stone and steel |
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With eyes so proud, oh, I wish they could feel |
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For I am come, with the chain and ball to shatter your images |
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And break down these walls |
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So this day may be bright free from the shadows |
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Of giants in the light, I'm out of my mind |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Anger and rage, thunder and lightning |
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Spirits unrest, hey, they looking for justice |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Flood of tears rise, for stories untold |
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A debt to be paid, hey, don't you know |
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Eternity is not enough for me to forget |
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And my children's children, you will regret |
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For I warn you of a time when empires fall |
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And the lowly will be lifted hey rule them all |
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But vengeance is no glory, hate is no pay |
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Truth is my call and peace is my way |
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So I will endure, through these hard times |
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While I am neglected and paid no mind |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Anger and rage, thunder and lightning |
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Spirits unrest, hey, they looking for justice |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Still the storms come from the coast of West Africa |
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Flood of tears rise, for stories untold |
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A debt to be paid, hey, don't you know |