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Dust on the wind, sun burning down
A line in the dirt at the edge of town
Voices rise from behind the wall
Prayers and gunfire answering the call
Black coats march, boots in the sand
Orders clutched in a trembling hand
Through the scope, the world turns red
Another headline, another dead
Echoes from Waco - can you hear the cries?
Through the smoke and fire, under blackened skies
Echoes from Waco - nothing left to save
Just the ghosts still walking through the flames they gave
Tear gas burns, the wind pulls deep
Children try to run where the angels weep
Sirens fade to a hollow sound
As the roof caves in and the walls fall down
The ground still holds the heat today
Ash in the soil where the children lay
And in the wind, if you listen near
You can almost hear what they want you to fear
Echoes from Waco - can you hear the cries?
Through the smoke and fire, under blackened skies
Echoes from Waco - nothing left to save
Just the ghosts still walking through the flames they gave
Truth gets lost when the fire burns
History twists and the page won't turn
Some call it justice, some call it sin
But the dead don't care where the blame's been pinned
Echoes from Waco - can you hear the cries?
Through the smoke and fire, under blackened skies
Echoes from Waco - nothing left to save
Just the ghosts still walking through the flames they gave