Arise, Arise
To fight these dogs biting at my heels, arise
Awake, Awake
My God is heavy-handed, awake
Your cross, your cross
Is a symbol of my lynching, your cross
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me up,
I’m rising down
In this town, in this town
I am meat for the taking, in this town
But in my home, in my home
There are kings and queens and blessings, in my home
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me up,
I’m rising down
Your gun, your gun
Is a symbol of my lynching, your gun
But I won’t run, I won’t run
I will stand with my people, as one
As one
To fight these dogs biting at my heels, arise
Awake, Awake
My God is heavy-handed, awake
Your cross, your cross
Is a symbol of my lynching, your cross
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me up,
I’m rising down
In this town, in this town
I am meat for the taking, in this town
But in my home, in my home
There are kings and queens and blessings, in my home
Fill me up, fill me up, fill me up,
I’m rising down
Your gun, your gun
Is a symbol of my lynching, your gun
But I won’t run, I won’t run
I will stand with my people, as one
As one
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