"The Rebel" lyrics

A young man arose to the words of a rebel song
Sold his old clothes, bought a knife and a gun
Felt like a hero, felt clear, felt high
He went out, he fought, he killed and he died
In the name of freedom, freedom

And his mother cries at the killing of her son
She only wears black now and only sings sad songs
His wife is in his tears, buries her head in her hands
For she and her man had a future, they had plans
She and her man had a future, had plans for children
Children, children

There's a voice out there who I call my Lord
Sends me my conscious, my right and my wrong
Says put down your killing and put down your guns
Let one be forever, forever be one
Be forever, forever be one
Hear me
Hear me

So they buried a rebel
They only sing sad songs
Why
Why