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A Hunting They Will Go
Color always drains from faces, better bar the doors
Altogether, one man's life, holy ways of war
Shouts and screams shatter lives always heard at night
Fires lit, torches burn, a secrecy from light
Blood red lips unveil pearls, and always whisper truth
The high and mighty cry and gasp, pretty knotted noose
My soul to take, but if I die, thee will not lie in earth
The sun will dance upon my face, like lace upon strange fruit
My country oh! I love thee so, you promised me my freedom
But who am I to cry out lies, you kept your pledge most loyal ...