darkness pulling her blankets up
up, up and domineering
dominating our all
why do you submit ?
O Light
thou art wanted at dawn
climax our freedom
Of press and speech
O yeah
from the rising of the east
to the dying of the coastlands
from the messages we preach
to the workings of the most high
Let the blind see
O the coast that never dries
bonds that never break
and people that never said good bye
light our paths
in tranquility
north and south
fighting disunity
but equilibrium never comes
do come
and let submerging bodies come to rest
an inner hope for tomorrow
inner sight agree with inner thoughts
inner thoughts agree with man’s heart
we be sent to death houses
and a token is given
in name of salvation
saying this is season
so a chaplain visits; one last time
seen by family; one last time
and dying the death; one last time
not knowing our end
on and off like dumsor
they poison our meal
and cry forgive our trespasses, O lord