De_Voice_Appeared

Raise a voice of pleading now: Turn the will man stand tall O’Dowd the light, the light De’ God is God alone, and vile man is man for that, and will not of self atone, Treat him, Lord, as virus rat. Dig my grave and lie in it, de lord will rise me, before the sun O’Leary I dig, I show to men The tombstone that shall o'er me sit, As I repose within my den I rise too the sun. The earth will tremble fast, I stand tall, I stand tall, seas nor lakes shall save the first or last; our suffering has been long, our cries to