The lamp on your feet cannot brighten
the whole earth.
Lead your people to the path they would follow.
The son of man drowns in the blood of his siblings,
that floods through the nation's streets.
Still, in silence for a thousand years
Our leaders betray us with a quiet eye.
We have suffered enough under their cruel watch
Mocked with their faeces
left at our doorsteps
The scorn, the waves of laughter, the jeers
fell on our feet.
And our faces glowed with a caked smile.
Our hearts rumbled
with echoes of a dying era.
We read our country's anthem
with tears in our eyes.
A country that serves you
a cup of your own tears
And feed you with a loaf of stone
You barely digest.
I'll rather marry pain than death.
United we fall, divided we stand
Hold your breath in the palm of your hands
Let everyone be responsible for their own death.
We live in a country
where silence prevails and truth hides in the lips of prey.
