After the storm comes the sun
It lights the ruins of our city
They have destroyed everything we had built
But we will take a revenge!
Fly, you fools! We gonna take your life
You've burnt our home but not our hope
Even your wives and children will remember
The sound of the rebellion
You were the handler of millions of people
But now it's finished we will not surrender
The real tale is to make your lies credible
Showing fake aims to hide your distemper
Fly, you fools! We gonna take your life
You've burnt our home but not our hope
Even your wives and children will remember
The sound of the rebellion
Anarchy is knocking at your door
You will certainly die if you don't run