We were born in the valley of the dead and the wicked

That our father's father found

And where we laid him down

We were born in the shadow of the crimes of our fathers

Blood was our inheritance

No we did not ask for this

Will you lead me

We were young when we heard you call our names in the silence

Like a fire in the dark

Like a sword upon our hearts

We came down to the water and we begged for forgiveness

Shadows lurking close behind

We were fleeing for our lives

Will you lead me