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Song for David Lane I know a man who risked it all And laid life on the line, Not for greed or profit But to awaken his own kind. He asked for nothing in return, Save a willing ear; And when but few would listen, He shed a mournful tear. The partisans are few it seems, And in the shadows lay In wait for those whose evil deeds They must in time repay. While few are willing to embark On such a journey bold, Fewer still have the heart To make the story told. Of Race and Faith and Kin and Blood And time that's running out, From a dungeon cell alone Through darkness, fear and doubt. This man I know is one of those Whose courage can't be measured, His Fourteen Words wrought of the heart Are tempered, timeless treasures. And in the end if all his songs Upon a deaf ear lay, The beauty of our people Could surely fade away. I know this man who gave his life For Race and Kith and Kin; Our duty for his sacrifice To rally, fight and win!