Enemies of humanity
Humanly clothed
Roaring lions in sheep clothings
They are demons amidst angels

   Enemies of humanity

They are traitors in our territories
Which we do not know of
They enjoy the delicacies of our meals
Lay on same bed with us  

  They are enemies of humanity

In their arms we're ensnared
In our own town we're held prisoners
At their scenes of play:
  we mourn our siblings
  our fathers yell in grieves
  our mothers weep in deep sorrows
    
   they are enemies of humanity
They are the children of our yesterday
left miserably in the arms of vulnerability
They are the nightmares we've known in our sleeps

They are the monsters we created with our hands
The graves we dug for ourselves

Our rhythm will beat
woefully
we will know no rest until
we treat the messes of our yesterday!