Stop!, dig before I drop.
Surely they will defray every blood drop.
Don't look behind, look at the revolution.
Fight for the cause, fight for oppression.
Open your eyes, you are at destination.
Make your story, make characterization.
There faces are covered with the masks of dilemma.
I should fight till the end I am the son of halima.
Snipers pointing at me and the machine guns roaring louder.
Strip out it's a hologram and run through the thunder.
And they can't stop me cause u had a word with my father.
Till the day of the dawn, I will fight for the cause.
The fight for the freedom, till the day it will pause.