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How long Oh Lord will you look upon their pain?
How long Oh Lord until you reveal Your Hand?
How long Oh Lord until you visit our Land?
How long Oh Lord will you turn your away your ear?
How long Oh lord will you allow them to wander in fear?
We need you Lord to send the rain
We need you Lord to heal our pain
We need you Lord to reveal Your Hand
We need you Lord IN our Land
We need you Lord to bend down your ear
We need you Lord to set us free from fear
The forces of darkness and the wicked of the night
Come against your young ones, and force them to fight
They sneak into the sleeping sacks of your sons and daughters
To poison thier hearts , and turn them against thier Father
Forces, far above, those tortured on the ground
Laugh as they hear the screams, of those they have bound
Your enemies mock, and destroy all that is holy and pure
They fear no retribution , they feel safe and secure
Millions have passed on, and still, there are billions more
That are trapped behind ,The Dark Kingdoms Door
They will never see Light
Never Taste Life
They are bound from birth to death
From thier very first to thier very last breath
They see only evil, poverty and lack
They know only the dread of the next attack
They are born and raised like starving cattle in the field
They have no sanctuary, no protector, no shield
So I ask, I plead, I cry with all that is in me!!
How long oh Lord will you withhold the rain?
How long Oh Lord will you look upon their pain?
How long Oh Lord until you reveal Your Hand?
How long Oh Lord until you visit our Land?
How long Oh Lord will you turn your away your ear?
How long Oh lord will you allow them to wander in fear?
Randy S Furco
That drum has been beat.
Somebody else can take it down the street.
Power? Power? Power?
My hand once cleaved to that sword.
It shattered my hand and pierced my spinal cord.
Power? Power? Power?
What good is Power without Peace?
What good is Power, when the pain does not cease?
What good is Power without Compassion?
What good is Power without His Passion?
Power? Power? Power?
Many sought it in vain
Not to set free the poor
Nor heal the lame
Not to mend the broken heart
Nor restore that which the devil tore apart
Not to have mercy on the stranger
Nor save the lost one from danger
Power? Power? Power?
They showed why they coveted power
To rule over others from thier ivory tower
They quickly traded precious pearls for gold
To serve the spirits and idols of old
They didn't really want The Lord's way
They sold thier birthright for a bowl of political whey.
Power? Power? Power?
That drum has been beat
Somebody else can take it down the street
Randy S Furco
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