Merchants Of Paradise

These merchants of paradise Come say what you will You sellers of God's creation No longer free These merchants of paradise You plant your signs in the minds of children The ones that don't know the names of their gods You merchants of paradise Someday they're going to live their lives in peace You merchants of paradise Come sell what you will You sellers of God's creation No longer free These merchants of paradise You plant your minds in the minds of children The ones that don't know the games of the gods You merchants of paradise Somebody gonna let them live their lives in peace Someday they'll go free And they'll turn to the sun When they go free When they say to the sun When they go free They will say, "Where were you?" They'll talk to the sun And they'll say, "Where were you?" They'll turn their face to the sun They will say, "Where were you? Where were you?" They'll cry to the sun "Where were you? Where were you? Oh" When they go free When they go free When they go free