To die with my land,
thats a priceless,
to sacrifice from the hand of hostiles,
and the bloodshed were scattered.
My land, is well nourished by blood,
war and dignity are still in battle,
surviving at the edge of the cliff,
there is no choice, to give your life with your Homeland.
My Ancestors are my inspirations,
to go ahead and to seek more strength.
Finding the answers,
I found it in the tomb of the heroes of my soul.
Show no mercy, from the hand of evil,
who took your land from the civil of hell.
I will show no tears by this posture,
by the Death shall change this Society.
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