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 The shadows lurking close behind, we were fleeing for our lives Will you lead me? ♪ Oh-oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh Oh-oh-oh, oh