Twenty Seven Million
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It astounds me that not only does human trafficking exist on the earth today,
but there are actually more slaves that there have ever been before in the
history of humanity. it’s almost incomprehensible.
See what the world’s done, came to London,
she's a nothing, a no one, she’s undone.
Broken dreams, stolen freedom, trapped in the night,
trafficked and beaten.
All a part of an evil economy,
Nothing more than someone’s commodity,
A precious being like you and me,
A daughter, a sister, a somebody.
She was drawn by the bright lights,
She was tied up in their lies,
She works right through to daylight,
No voice, she’s a slave to the night.
27 million, like me
(that's 27 million on this cruel journey)
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
Come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
Come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
Come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
Come on stand up.
After the man left, she's nothing left,
No one, no love, no one to call her friend.
She's stuck in the pit of hell,
She's almost sick from the smell,
She's numb, she's dead from the inside out.
Her heart is screaming but you don't hear the shout
Who’s the voice?
Who’s gonna to break the door down?
Who wakes her up from the nightmare now?
She was drawn by the bright lights,
She was tied up in their lies,
She works right through to daylight,
No voice, she’s a slave to the night.
27 million, like me
(27 million need Heavens' mercy!)
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
27 million - are you joking?
How do we let evil get so tight a grip,
watching while the world falls apart?
How do we let this stuff begin?
We're not bothered if this offends,
because you got people that can defend
but they ain't got that they got nothing.
Sometimes you gotta stand for something.
Let this be the stand that gets your blood running.
Little girl don't cry,
Let me dry your eyes in the darkest night (you're not alone).
Hold on through the storm,
You're not on your own,
Hold on, love will come.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
We've got to rise up,
Open our eyes up.
Be her voice, be her freedom,
come on stand up.
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