Forgive them my countrymen They know not what they do They hold their heavy tongues They bind their brothers up Forgive them my countrywomen They know not what they are They hold their breath within them And so become their scars Forsake the politician He breaks the devil's bread Lays waste to the god within us Takes shape in graves our beds Unmake them the eye-cast cowards In shadows who took no sides Re-cast their spines in metal And so let burnished rise Wake now you latent angels Take place at swelling front No time for fear of retribution Knee deep in our brothers' blood Knee deep in our sisters' blood Knee deep in our children's blood