Testo Souls Of The Brave

Ancient ships of slaverysailing souls for a new countrydarkened day in a crowded placesilent voices, not the sameNot be heard, not be savedRefrain: Lord, take care of the souls of the braveheal their wounds in heaven, it`s too lateMankind`s lost their will to believeand now I pray to you: hear meLittle hearts, they die, they bleedbeggin`eyes, oppressed and they willnot forget, they cannot be fulfilledwith joy, but with tears, not be seenNot expected truth of lifeRefrain