Freedom's Child
Original Artist: Frank Wildhorn

Look at these hands
I stole them from my master
Look through these eys
Imagine what they've seen
This long, dark night
Must come to an end
A holy night
Is just around the bend
Today we fight
For all the ground in-between
These words we say and what we really mean
So let the bells of freedom ring
Let the dogs of war run wild
From out the age of darkness bring
The birth of Freedom's child

Look at these words:
"To God, all men are equal"
Write them again
In letters black and strong
Till all are free
We'll all live as a slave
We all must be
The land born to the brave
Till you and me
Can find a place to belong
Where we believe what isn't right
Must be wrong

So let the bells of freedom ring
Let the dogs of war run wild
From out the age of darkness bring
The birth of Freedom's child
So throw my brother's chains away
No more to be exiled
And get down on your knees and pray
We'll all be Freedom's child
All of those years standing outside
Knocking on heaven's door
All of those tears all of us cried
Give us our freedom
Nothing less and nothing more

Instrumental interlude
...We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are
created equal, that they are endowned by their Creator with
certain unalienable rights, that among these are life, liberty
and the pursuit of happiness...

So let the bells of freedom ring
Let the dogs of war run wild
From out the age of darkness bring
The birth of Freedom's child
So throw my brother's chains away
No more to be exiled
And get down on your knees and pray
We'll all be Freedom's child