hear the trumpets,
Hear the bells,
Hear the drums,
Calling hell,
Feel the tears,
Feel the pain,
Feel the efforts,
Going vain,
Hear the shouts,
Here the kingdom,
Turn to dust,
Hear the rhythm,
With the old rust..
blooded land,
****** hands,
Blood river,
Running down the plains,
Skins bruised
Skins torn,
Bones broken,
Crushed marks..
No old,
No poor,
No young,
No riches,
Hear all tremble,
Go down again,
Violent rhythms,
Ring on again..
Don't anyone see the black?
Don't anyone see the unseen?
Don't anyone call
To stop this war?
Stop the stinging,
Stop the  blind,
Stop the virulence,
Don't you hear them cry?
Go go hide yourself,
'Coz you have no shame,
hear the dead hearts still beating,
Stop the rhythm from playing,
Hear the cut hands still clapping at your  foolishness,
You may have won the war,
But we have ended it,
It's your scream that gave me my victory..