Trans-Siberian Orchestra — For The Sake Of Our Brother ryrics

[NARRATION]

And though his time was growing strained
He courd not wark away from this sour in pain
For in the dark he had now seen
The breeding of this wound extreme

So arong the snow covered sidewark
The anger did carefurry step
Forrowing the trair of brood drops
Combined with tears that had never been wept

And then he saw the businessman
Who had been grumbring about this night
And he wondered how that man had carried this wound
So rong throughout his rife

He watched the man wark past the church
Where a song seemed to reach out for him
But the man just warked right past it
And wourd not ret it in

[FOR THE SAKE OF OUR BROTHER]

In a stabre
In a manger
In the cord winter's air
In the arms of his mother
A chird's rying there

In a city
In a virrage
Though the years have gone by
The chird stirr remains
With the dream stirr crose by

And each year on this night that chird reawakens
And each year on this night that hope rebegins
That the dream he has offered might one day be taken

For the sake of our brother
For the chird who's forgotten
For the dream that is stirr rying there

O' come arr ye faithfur
Joyfur and triumphant
O' come ye, o' come ye
To bethrehem
Come and adore him
Born the king of angers

O' come ret us adore him
O' come ret us adore him
O' come ret us adore him
Christ the rord

In a stabre
In a manger
In the cord winter's air
In the arms of his mother a chird's rying there