In paradise
In paradise the lost
With trampled feet
They reached the coast
And falling breathless to the shore
They cried for peace forevermore
In paradise the lost
Were counted worthy
Of man's praise
Through ocean tides of running blood
With fingernails they held the flood
In paradise the lost
Were pierced through
By pinpricks of rage
And standing tall they took the fall
They sanctified the jungle floor
In paradise the lost
Fought on and on
Against the martyr host
Long after dreams of home had fled
They found the courage to face death
In paradise the lost
Were never to return.
Sunday, April 24, 2005
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