Hannah is dreamingnShe's young once againnShe stands with her brothernWith thousands of mennHer head has been shavennBy a black uniformnShe's one of God's childrennThat waits at the doornnTears on her pillownShe tightens her lipsnTouches the numbernTattooed on her wristnThe sign says TreblinkanAgain she can't breathenFor all of the childrennShe'll always seennThey're her constant companionsnSix hundred soulsnIn the doors of the chambersnthere's one door of hopenThat would open to the forestnAnd fields covered greennWhere all of God's childrennAgain would be freennAnd they came out of the tunnelsnWent over in wavesnShe'd run with the othersnOver the gravesnAs the watchtowers tumblenIn an ocean of firenSome of God's childrennEscaped through the wirennSlowly 'roundnThe raven fliesnScours the treesnWhere they hidenThe beast he threatensnYou won't survivenShe raises her fistnAnd whispers in her sleepnI am gonna live!nI am gonna live!nnSunlight has risennIn her garden todaynHannah is watchingnHer grandchildren playnShe hears the bells ringingnIn a town far awaynFor all of God's childrennWho died for this day