Wednesday 24 December 2008 photo 2/2
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Standing low, challenge the King for the thrown
We were, standing tall, waiting for Babylon to fall…
We cry tears of the Most High
Wondering why they couldn’t love them
Who loved them. Yes I
Smile…Yes I, gather pon the hillside
Mourning for them who use to laugh, for they
They no longer see
They no longer have a faith
They no longer control us by a Judas lie, o-o-oh Jah
We were, standing tall, waiting for Babylon to fall…
We cry tears of the Most High
Wondering why they couldn’t love them
Who loved them. Yes I
Smile…Yes I, gather pon the hillside
Mourning for them who use to laugh, for they
They no longer see
They no longer have a faith
They no longer control us by a Judas lie, o-o-oh Jah
Annons


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