It's dark, but it's time
get up now, get ready.
Don't let the day slip by
not tomorrow but today.
It's all been said before;
get up now, get ready.
Don't let the day slip by
not tomorrow but today.
It's all been said before;
say it again so they can't ignore.
The paradise of the rich
is built on the hell of the poor.
Is this glory? Is this pride?
Have we our love denied?
The paradise of the rich
is built on the hell of the poor.
Is this glory? Is this pride?
Have we our love denied?
They want us to close our eyes.
They want us to believe their lies.
But we won't bend the knee
or salute thier tyranny.
They want us to believe their lies.
But we won't bend the knee
or salute thier tyranny.
Is this glory? Is this pride?
Have we our love denied?
Have we our love denied?
A Trump is blown in the city
but the people there are not afraid.
The prophet spoke of the mercy of God
but the citizens would not be swayed.
but the people there are not afraid.
The prophet spoke of the mercy of God
but the citizens would not be swayed.
Is this glory? Is this pride?
Have we our love denied?
Have we our love denied?
- with thanks to Victor Hugo, the prophet Amos, and Bishop Budde.
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