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The Children of Gaza 1 by Egil

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The Children of Gaza 1 by Egil - Folk,both vocals music cover art

The Children of Gaza 1

Folk,both vocals

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Lyrics
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(verse)
Come gather 'round people, wherever you roam,
And hear the soft crying from shattered stone.
The schoolyards are bleeding, the playgrounds are flame,
And the world turns its head and forgets their names.
While the smoke curls like ribbon through olive tree air,
And the lies flow like oil down the steps of despair.
(chorus)
Oh you with the power, you dealers in death,
You count out the coins while they draw their last breath.
You prophets of silence, you kings of disguise,
There’s blood on your hands, and dust in your eyes.
(verse)
They were five, they were seven, they painted the sun,
Till a drone kissed the earth and the children did run.
Not a warning, no shelter, just thunder and steel,
And mothers who scream at a world that won't feel.
While anchors read scripts in a comfortable tone,
And generals talk numbers from rooms made of stone.
(chorus)
Oh you with the power, you keepers of war,
Who knock on no doors but still open the floor.
You builders of walls, you sellers of sky,
You bury the truth where the innocent lie.
(verse)
Where’s the justice you promised, the rights that you wrote?
Or do they not fit in a brown child’s throat?
Where’s the God you keep raising when pulling the pin,
Do you measure your prayers by the color of skin?
How many small bodies must line up the shore
Before you see children, not “collateral” anymore?
(bridge)
And don’t speak to me of your two-sided pain
When the slingshot meets tanks and the dead cry in vain.
Don’t ask for my patience while graves multiply,
There’s no middle ground when the angels all die.
(final chorus)
Oh you with the power, your kingdom is sand,
Built on the bones of a stolen land.
But the wind knows the names, and it howls through the trees—
“Justice will come on her knees.”