Wednesday, March 17, 2010

The Price Of Freedom




This blood bath is over
Bury the dead
The fight was won
Sound the trumpets
We're coming home

And that's just the price of freedom
Taking and killing with no remorse
The price of freedom is paid
But at what cost?
The lives of thousands
The hearts of few
We're stronger then this
And all we paid was the price of freedom

Broken on a cross
Blood dripped down His forehead
Died so we could live
He paid the price so we wouldn't have to
Paid the price so that we would know the truth

Lay down your arms
This blood bath is over
Bury the dead
The fight was won
Sound the trumpets
We're coming home

Lay down your arms
This price was paid
Damnation slayed
All paid the price of freedom

One day we'll see the end
No more suffering for anything
No more paying for our freedom
You paid the ultimate price
So just lay down your arms
This blood bath is over
Bury the dead
The fight was won
Sound the trumpets
We're coming home

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