They hide from the light cause they're vimpires,
Vimpiers in military suits and combats boots:
Ravaged our village and abducted our queens,
Their muzzles at point blank shattered young dreams,
Forced us out of our hurts and onto our heels,
Displaced from our birth places but still
Chasing after our lives like they're the ones who blew breath into our lungs
And its seems like our heads are too blinded and dumb
To see and hear our plight,
Helplessness clouting our emotions and we're too weak to break out off this shackle
But we've got voices
Voices echoing our choice
To stand and fight
With our pens we storm in blazing at our fears,
Though we're not mercenaries storming sambisa,
We're blowing their minds with our words of speakers,
W'll never drop our banners low till we get our queens back,
The streets shall see no piece cause our feets will rally round till the day is black,
Our pages shall never go dry cause our ink will ever flow till our piece is back
And w'll pent our heads black and blue if the needed is not done,
Our angels will never seas to strick till all the demons are gone.