The Valley

We were born in the valley
Of the dead and the wicked
That our father's father found
And where we laid him down

We were born in the shadow
Of the crimes of our fathers
Blood was our inheritance
No, we did not ask for this

Will you lead me?

We were young when we heard you
Call our names in the silence
Like a fire in the dark
Like a sword upon our hearts

We came down to the water
And we begged for forgiveness
Shadows lurking close behind
We were fleeing for our lives

Will you lead me?

(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)
(Oh, oh)