Eyes closed, heart stopped
Mouth shut, head dropped
Will we stay like this?
Will we live, like this?
Or will we wane, like this?
The way we have been, we have not been fair
The way we are living, we need to change
When every man is dying for himself
When all our men are killing for themselves
Nothings left, only the ruins
And your civil war can't tears the blood down from any hand that shed,