The chants, the voices
Songs of war, songs of bitterness
Smiles and determination
For freedom
For our motherland
For our future
For our people
My eyes fusing with a new spirit
My voice higher than ever before
The unending march of citizens
The runs and teargas
It’s revolution time
My hands up for peace and freedom
Raising my voice, my flag, for my land
The riots, then being athletic
Smokes of teargas
The voices at far, tears of blood
Heart beats burst, and now the cloud
The cloud was dark
Mouth was dump, live bullets struck
Hands covered in blood, my knees down
I tried, I tried to fight, my voice silenced
No last word, but I had a call
Call that cost my life, the bullets
The penetration to my chest
Tell mama I’m a soldier
A warrior indeed mama
Making your wrongs right
Writing new history of Freedom
Mama I tried for you, and us
Dad a strong man I am
I run and raised my voice
A warrior in country attire
The soil was warm and got hot
The cloud was raining blood
Their steps and cries of my life
Not me, but I see many of us
All in cold blood Daddy
Tell them to chant more
Kill political hypocrisy
Stand for the soil made barren
Revolution doesn’t end
Revolutionary doesn’t kneel
Fighters don’t blink a bit
Liberators don’t sleep
It’s revolution time
Time to call them down
Time to cut the chain
Say no to oppression!
Make the end of cold blood
End of the evil ideology of rulers
End of Genocide
Call and tell them
Our land is burning
Remind them that they swore the oath of protection
Their country erased, their souls soiled
Their efforts betrayed, bullets to brothers and sisters
Their loyalty to the imperialist
Where do you stand?
Who do you protect and serve?
Why the evil?
Vows are broken, nights of bullets
Children are buried
Their dead eyes are on vengeance
We shall give them our own narrative this time
With blood written on walls
Bloody eyes and tears full of burning rage
The cries of the spirits shall announce their death
The streets shall be full, clouds will darken
Thunder will expose the enemy
Every force shall be on him
He shall slit himself from our voices
Voices and chants shall sing to people’s victory
