A knife, gun, two men and murderous intentions People standing helpless, a terror-stricken mounting tension. A young man's life is heinously taken, Never again to awaken. As the victim's blood leaches through the murderer's fingers. Confused, people in the street overcome their fears.
A mother, wife and family weep heartbreaking tears. They'll not be alone, the whole Nation will cry - not water drops, No, we will unite and sob a wave of acid etching drops We'll burn the murderous hands that sullied this bold Soldier's precious blood. We, at the very least, can purify it again in the tearful flood.