Saturday, April 3, 2010

Interlude: Exodus

We are an empty people
Broken hearted, so oppressed
Wrists bound by chains
a life full of pain
a people with no chance

We bleed until we're empty
The blood shall run no more
We bleed until we're empty
Our blood will run no more


(Chorus)
There'll come a time when we'll win the fight
And we'll lift up our hands in praise
We'll cry out his name as we lift up our pain
for our Exodus

We bled and now we're empty
The blood shall run no more
No longer are we empty
'Cause all has been paid for


(Chorus)
There'll come a time when we'll win the fight
And we'll lift up our hands in praise
We'll cry out his name as we lift up our pain
for our Exodus

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