I will go to the grave As a man who lived as a slave I crave freedom For my brothers and sisters But one can only dream of it Scars formulated by whips From my master! This isn't right. This isn't right at all God please hear our call As we praise your name all day long With the same song "PLEASE FREE US" for am i really an animal? Is equality so minimal To the white man's eye That he beats and leave me to die Like a dog Lord make the fog clear So they can see The light For my race Incase you don't know Yields kings in all places