Was my Dear Lord asleep in Heaven
Where does this Land of Freedom go
When faced with such an evil foe
When will we see this Land as free
Will it never exist again for me
I cry each night for what we've lost
And at a such expensive cost
I see our future and behold
Such icy stares and bitter cold
Such fear and sadness we all see
For this land of brave and home of free
What will my childrens children find
Loss of love for all mankind
Gaining fear, reigning round
Is this all that will be found
In the Land of the Brave and the Home of the Free
