From darkness to promote us

Cast into the world
Fashioned
From death.
The work of your own
Hands
You would thrust to the
Cliffs.

So what were we meant
To breach?
This sea was meant to
Keep us here.
Oh master, we'll
Die in here.
Oh what soil we must
Not reach.
What land we cross
Could kill us.

We will find a
Way to live again someday
When
The world won't tell us no.
When
They realize that you created me
To die,
All the world will never
Know.

I see none like me.
I am
Misery.
Oh praise the eternal
Justice of man!

Do you
Dream?
Think you that death is
Music to my ears?
Dare we hope
For happiness?
Because we will
Soon sleep in peace.

Jumping
From ships
They were borne away
By waves.
Jumping from
Ships
Lost in the darness and
Distance.

From which all men
Fled
And all men disowned.