A cell where innocents suffered, 

Or the hell where they were tortured 


Where even taking breath peacefully was a big crime,

For freedom, the yearned and cried


Let's hark back to the history,

To solve that dark mystery 


Of a buried truth

Which was kept hidden by the people without Ruth,

So that no one knows the sooth 


A riddle is still remaining unsolved,

Of a story of real warriors...