My homeland.

In my homeland
Why pains ranges like a burning fire
And tears is what it requires
They said men don't cry
And I held it up, burning inside me

In my homeland
I have been through hell and back
And my eyes had become tears bank
Where I try to cry, and the word rang
Tears is a weakness,
In my homeland
no place to live
Terror has put on her garment
Beckoning on the emissaries of death dancing to the beats of herder's drum.
Like grief, pain feed the state of taraba.

In my homeland
The frightening gloom of darkness
Loom silently in the starless skies,
My homeland, filled with heartless savage
My homeland, on the footstool of brain less bastards.
Dear, my homeland
I fear for my life and future

For the infants yet unborn
I fear for the lives of youths
Who's future bases on strive.
Dear, my homeland
I fear for what life has in store
The more one lives, the more he dies
It's not a bed of roses,
Where one lives in comfort and love.
I fear for my homeland
Where peace and tranquility are imagine.

Innocent blood decorate our land,
Yet, we have been possess by orgyloving and bloodthirsty evil spirit.
With a loud thunderous voices.
When can we have a better homeland?
A better homeland,
devoid corruption,
Free of greed.

My homeland.

In my homeland
Why pains ranges like a burning fire
And tears is what it requires
They said men don't cry
And I held it up, burning inside me

In my homeland
I have been through hell and back
And my eyes had become tears bank
Where I try to cry