So they wandered again To make a home for their family and kin Polluted all the waters within But we can make it all better again We'll filter out their women and men With no quarter for the young or the old When children are expendable then We can leave them shivering out in the cold So you brokered a deal A handshake and a permanent seal Ascend to the position of power Atop a wall with an ivory tower Turn away the outstretched hands It's what you did for the lowest of these So tell me was it part of the plan To leave them shivering out in the cold? You decreed Go out and cleanse the lands Until the waters are pure (Enough to wash the blood off our hands) Then we'll sing We're the chosen souls But can we ever atone For leaving them in the cold?