My country is at a state
My eyes always shed tears
Our great peace has turned to violence
Corridor of peace has turned to devils corridor
Good justice is vanish
They live in white living us in black
Those protecting our lives turn to our rivals
What's the matter
Killing us for no reason
We tried to inure
still not strong
The act is notorious
The act is renowned
Soliloquizing all the time
Nothing has changed
am afraid
but now not
Always thinking of the day to say congratulation to my nation

© the throne