I've wept for those who suffer long
But how I weep for those who've gone
Into rooms of grief and questioned wrong
But keep on killing
It's in the soul to feel such things
But weak to watch without speaking
Oh what mercy sadness brings
If God be willing
There is a train that's heading straight
To heaven's gate, to heaven's gate
And on the way, child and man,
And woman wait, watch and wait
For redemption day
Fire rages in the streets
wrong
woman
without
watch
waste
waited
freedom
mercy
meets
buried
killing
night
listening
child
grief
pontificate
rooms
shells
countryside
heading
great
exploding
plate
often
brings
cries
every
everything
those
everywhere
leaders
excavate
person
willing
questioned
throw
straight
image
rages
television
redemption
virtues
riches
trade
sadness
train
speaking
streets
things
suffer
swallows
there
today
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