What Do I Do My Lord?
by Julia Indichova
What do I do with young men burried?
Burried 'live under steel and stone?
What do I do with this man who's burried?
What do I do my Lord?
Turn their story into Light
Turn it into golden Light
What do I do with bodies leaping?
plunging into death, my Lord?
What do I do with bodies leaping?
What do I do my Lord?
Turn them into Light
Turn them into golden Light
What do I do with flesh that's burning?
Burning without end my Lord
What do I do with flesh that's burning?
What do I do my Lord?
Turn it into Light
You turn it into golden Light
What do I do with voices screaming?
Screaming in my dreams my Lord
What do I do with voices screaming?
What do I do my Lord?
Turn that sound into gold
Turn it into Light and gold
Turn into fields of gold
Turn it into gold
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