Isaac

He´s a long way from home

And the shots cut him him down

I saw it in a dream I had last night

I saw the shots cut him down

And smoke all around

And his broken body lying in the sand

Though I know that my son died for a new day

And for all the millions that would pass this way

If God himself should knock on my door

I'd turn him away, say I ain't got no more to give

Well, the prince keeps us down

Steals our money for his crown

And the lies he tells us never go away

In the darkest night

We had to stand up and fight

It was that or die forever on our knees

The day he left for war,

Silhouetted against the door,

I had to look away and hide my face for shame.