Long dim years of the past
Our forefathers struggled and sacrificed
To build a great collective heritage
Ideals higher than themselves
But suffocating controlled media
Moulded our racial identity
The widespread selfishness
Pitiful self satisfied societies
corrupt by false ideas
No sense of honour or loyalty
To the nation which has bred them
The nation which granted them uniqueness (above all)
They snatch it all, with no thanks
As if they had a right
They live ashamed and forgetful of yesterday
Timid and afraid of today
With no faith or passion for tomorrow
No acknowledgement, to the early fathers of our race
Who fought and suffered to protect our blood
So that we would be as we are
So I stand to hail our ancestors of yesterday
And fight to preserve our blood for tomorrow
