sees Ida and encourages her tears, for the warmth of a mother?s tears can thaw the stoniest frost. As she turns away in frustration, Ida?s warm, salty tears
how I love you My dear old Swanee I'd give the world to be among the folks in D-I-X-I-E-ven now my mammy's waitin' for me, Prayin' for me, down by the
. He says this- "You know that you're going to be here forever. Your children will be used for breeding, to sustain the system. You will learn to suffer silently- for
god you pray to, do you have a god you love? Do you have some twisted fear about the will from up above? Do you wait for him in silence, do you wait for
desires buried, dreams best left to sleep suffer the absence of beauty to know years beaten down, passions unknown the bitterest ashes are the souls unwept tears
it. So sing for every buried moment that you'd thought would never end. And sing your fears about the future; and a dirge for faded friends. For all
fought Are matched by the number of women I've bought And for what? I've killed and I've shot And reddened the cold tears of children with blood And If
sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children
prayer for the innocent Their childhood's been taken? away It's an anthem for the children They're always the ones who must pay Save a prayer for the
their wings and watch them fall Know one ever heeds yours call Through the veil, the final birth Tribal warriors stalk the earth [Chorus] Children suffer for
of death for life insurance policies and/or wrote in a two year waiting period before benefits could be paid.) "The only thing we have to fear is fear
remain on high Observing their pain All seeing eye FATHERS OF HATE Confused in a state of fear A panicked mind, an endless tear Suffer for our chosen children SUFFER FOR
abstract knows no property Could have you locked up in a cell Oh, hell Apocalypse that could all be for the better Nuclear weather that we fear Could have our children
the end of apartheid We're living in a Government style. No time for no fuss and fight, everybody must unite. We must abolish apartheid Brothers and sisters fear
this sorrow. * Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children to come unto me. Suffer little children