Birth Of a Nation

Under the yoke of scars and prison bars
Igniting flames beneath the stars
Amidst the tears that never dry
Choking smoke on cold winds blow
As ashes seem to flow like snow
Eclipse the burning blood red sky

We are the bruised and broken
We will not be forgotten

We are all we have no Liberation
We are the Birth of a nation
We are the uprising insurrection
We are the Birth of a nation

As heavens burns boiling blood churns
While storms rage the world still turns
Emblematic till the blood runs dry
The flames circulate as our voices resonate
Under the veil of a bible black starless sky