A land of justice and prosperity,
They said I was born into.
A land of deceit,
A land of greed,
A land of pain.
Ruled with unity and brotherhood,
Proclaimed the mighty deity.
A cloth made bond,
A man made god,
A brother made foe.
Under the shade of the olive trees,
Overlooked at us the mighty deity.
Under the shade, brothers and sisters,
Slaughtered over a cloth of glarity.
Could I count as many,
As many as they took from me.
They believe that only so many,
Could allow the vengeance of me.
Jan 7
Jan 7, 2026 at 6:04 AM UTC
A land of justice and prosperity,
They said I was born into.
A land of deceit,
A land of greed,
A land of pain.
Ruled with unity and brotherhood,
Proclaimed the mighty deity.
A cloth made bond,
A man made god,
A brother made foe.
Under the shade of the olive trees,
Overlooked at us the mighty deity.
Under the shade, brothers and sisters,
Slaughtered over a cloth of glarity.
Could I count as many,
As many as they took from me.
They believe that only so many,
Could allow the vengeance of me.
