Tame The Lion
Rhodes
Are those who died so soon forgotten that we won't miss one more
Are those who live the ones who profit by fear and hate and war
The sacred life this holy garden, this swirling mass we call our home
Let no one rest through out the planet until the cannons sound their final tone
Are those who died so soon forgotten that we won't miss one more
Are those who live the ones who profit by fear and hate and war
The sacred life this holy garden, this swirling mass we call our home
Let no one rest through out the planet until the cannons sound their final tone
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Writer(s): Emitt Rhodes
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