.Holy this night that I pray
From the womb of my dying mother>
The blood of her thigh reveals her shame
This scanning and screening my mind
Wasn't born to cry my heart out
Is this the last time we will hear>
Our children cry out
Obscure the sky, obscure my eyes
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