All My Trials
as sung by Ellen van der Hoeven

Hush little baby don't you cry
You know your daddy was born to die
All my trials soon be over

Had a little book was given to me
And every page spelt liberty

Too late my brothers, too late but never mind

If living was a thing that money could buy
Then the rich would live and the poor would die

We're bound together by a heavy chain
And on every link is religion's name

Too late my brothers, too late but never mind

(From HERE)

~Masato