Somnambulant, (walking while asleep),
We walk by
While in most of our cities
Our children lean & cry
Rivers of large tears flowing
All this pain & fear now showing
Rearing its head in lives
No longer afraid, feeling no need to hide
A black mist covers our senses,
Our hearts & cities’ walls

Deceived, most do not even know
The direction in which to call
Come, Lord Jesus, Come
Ring out those words
Only with Your power
Can we stop this deceiving hour
Of our own demise
In this land, this country
Please, Oh please, do not
Our desperate cries deny!

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