Children of the Night
They hungered for freedom
in their quest for peace
They thirst for honor
so far from reach
Bound together in slavery
by link and chain
Bought and sold on open market
like cattle and grain
Stripped of every human dignity
and deprived of all birthright
So helpless were the voices
of the Children of the Night
In spite of their pain and sorrow
their unbroken spirits rose in height
Living in humility and squalor
were the Children of the Night
Tho their footsteps have now softened
their struggle with us remain
Let us not forget their suffering
that they may not have died in vain
in their quest for peace
They thirst for honor
so far from reach
Bound together in slavery
by link and chain
Bought and sold on open market
like cattle and grain
Stripped of every human dignity
and deprived of all birthright
So helpless were the voices
of the Children of the Night
In spite of their pain and sorrow
their unbroken spirits rose in height
Living in humility and squalor
were the Children of the Night
Tho their footsteps have now softened
their struggle with us remain
Let us not forget their suffering
that they may not have died in vain
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