Paroles de Anthem

Take all of your masts For the world as we know Is as dark as the night Of the black-hearted bleeding You can cut them in half For no flag should be flown At the loftiest height While so many are weeping If we laid down our guns Loss of freedom for love Could a garden still grow In the singe-cornered Sun? Oh, say, did the newscaster finally pray For a land truly free Or some truth to convey