Translation: New Direction. Heal The Land.
in the land My prayer is, heal the land [Chorus] Heal the land, heal the land My prayer is, to heal the land Heal the land, heal the land My prayer
crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion there's more blood to spill The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
to go Just a little bit of grieving in the words you relate and I'm alright Crash land, insist, can't exist on frailty I always crash land, resist,
rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion there's more blood to spill The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal What
? Creating crime rates to fill the new prisons they build Over money and religion there's more blood to spill The wounds of slaves in cotton fields that never heal
