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in boats with broken masts
they come looking for a manger
but our inn is full tonight
the inn we built
on the skull and bones of Africa
and who will hearthey come looking for a manger
but our inn is full tonight
the inn we built
on the skull and bones of Africa
the screams of children
with blisters for a skin
and who will listen
to a father's cry
cradling his lifeless son
and who will love
three thousand children
with green lips and fleshless skulls
in this cruel and loveless sea
even the dead begin to weep
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