Paroles de The Child's Right (Soul Journey Version)
Save the cold water fallingAcross this child’s legs
His grant will open up to him
And swallow his disgrace
He will go down there and suffer
He will suffer like a lamb
His suffering is holy
But his innocence is dead
Yea, his innocence is dead
Hacrene fire is falling
Mistrial to his grave
And he will wonder pointlessly
When no memories are saved
The history is buried
Deep beneath the ground
We have never burned with pain or joy
And we’ve never blamed ourselves
No, we’ve blamed ourselves
We’ve never blamed ourselves
No, we’ve blamed ourselves
But his innocence is dead
Yea, his innocence is dead
Hacrene fire is falling
Mistrial to his grave
And he will wonder pointlessly
When no memories are saved
The history is buried
Deep beneath the ground
We have never burned with pain or joy
And we’ve never blamed ourselves
No, we’ve blamed ourselves
We’ve never blamed ourselves
No, we’ve blamed ourselves
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