The screams that silence drowned,
The tears I've cried, all because
I dared to breathe, to exist, to live
A crime punishable by suffering, it seems

And if I am to die simply because of living
Please let death come kinder than man
Life has worn me down with shege lóríṣiríṣi
But sons of Adam, they are shege itself

Let death's soft whisper comfort me
A lullaby sweet, a mercy killing
Let its dark wings gbémi trabaye
To where I will rest in peace, please!

DUET BY: Querida & The Dhramatikpen
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