Our eyes were looking up
We cried out with one voice
Wondering from whence our help cometh
Men and women
Boys and girls
We carried our placards
And we hit the streets
Don't beat us we said
Don't kill us we cried
Don't hide our bodies we begged
From Awkuzu to Abattoir
The voices from the ground cried along
Why did you kill us?
What was our crime?
As we made these calls
Both we that were here
And they that were in rivers
And they in shallow graves
And they in unknown bushes and morgues
We began to feel a new hope
That our oppressors were benevolent
That we were fostering a new nationhood
One that is just and accountable
That we could matter to them
Then one cool evening
Standing on this hope
We made our to the tollgate again
We sat on the floor
We waved our flags
We sang in loud voices
That the labours of our heroes past
Shall never be in vain
Then the soldiers came
And the bodies hit ground
One, two, three, seven
they've killed us
And then they killed us
Now here we are again
Our eyes are looking up
Our cries no more loud
But muffled and hidden
Wondering from whence our help cometh
