Human trafficking exists everywhere.

"Freedom is indivisible; the chains on any one of my people were the chains on all of them, the chains on all of my people were the chains on me." -Nelson Mandela



Lyrics:

She writes a script with her finger
in the dirt caked on the walls
she looks for hope in a whisper

that will one day make them fall

they promised to make him strong

but just wanted him to break
the scars are his forever
and all he clings to his name


they're the shadows no one sees
just because no one knows to look

while they hold to a scrap of strength
we'll never know the guts it took
to take another breath, to live another day

struggling to remember that human face

they see the world selfish and raw

their wings are rooted to the ground
even the ones supposed to lead them home
always seem to just turn around


they feel the pain as they're ripped open
and left broken on the floor

come on courage, save us now
a hero to kick down that door


kick down that door (repeat)