They're all crying,
They're all dying,
The world is singing
To the country broken.
The news is dim
as the lights with in
the deepest darkness
that a country lies within.
Broken hearts and broken bones,
People on streets without a home.
Haiti has fallen.
who will be next?
The only thing left
For them is hope.
This is the beginning
of some cruel test,
Testing faith and justice
Till there's nothing left.
We're all broken
and Unspoken in these
last few years of
our Vengeful Lord.
There's nothing left
for the world to do,
But pick and choose
till death calls us out
one by one fall
to the word of god.
Answer the phone,
Death is calling.