They said we are the leaders of tomorrow
They told us to hold on to our dreams tenaciously
Our minds are filled with it
The loads which we can't bear weigh us down

We try to fight for ourselves, but they call us lazy
So, green pastures we seek away,
Returning sometimes with blood-filled faces

Our leaders don't hear the sounds of our pain
They appropriate all blames to us

Will we wander and get killed for their fame
Or folds our arms and watch the horrible movie
Playing before eyes that would rather go blind?

Can’t the gods stretch forth their hands
And rescue us swiftly?

But I heard God’s time is the best
So, should we wait for it?