A lot of things occur each day
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We've got to live with on our way
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There's so much misery on the screen
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With commercials in between
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And the Russians won't be so late
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Uncle Sam don't wanna wait
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No matter if you're black or white
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You never ever had a right
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And look up to the eternal skies
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See warfare even there
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What once has been a paradise
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Now destruction and despair
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In other worlds the children die
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Lacking food ill from a fly
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Oppressed by troops to tame their land
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It's all the same again
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If any man is free on earth
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Then tormentors steal his birth
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They slam gun butts in his face
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And leave his woman choked in mace
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So stand up for our human rights
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Push back this pest of hate
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Raise you voice pass on the light
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Unite! it's not too late
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Chorus:
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How many tears flow away
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To become a sea of fears
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How many hearts are torn apart
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Till another torment starts
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But before the world
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Turns into a sun
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All cruelty and violence
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On earth will be dead and gone
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Solo: both / both / Mike / both
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So stand up for our human rights
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Push back this pest of hate
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Raise you voice pass on the light
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Unite! It's not too late
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Chorus
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How Many Tears
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| Michael Kiske |
