Through sadness wewe have told us to be one with the crowd.
Unveil the sacred order,hymns of falling down
You told the greatest stories,of upendo and bleeding crowns,but to the sick and hungry?
You cannot be found.
We are young and we are strong,
Through strength in self we become
Something zaidi than they can be
I raise my moyo and sing!
That i won`t believe this lie
I know theres something zaidi inside
Darkness is all wewe see,this is OUR Sweet Blasphemy.
Silence the crooked holy
Unchained the tied and bound
No time for allegory
One true reigning sound
Unite the lonely mourning
A simple servant now
We are the...
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