| Didn’t want to be a soldier
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| But I had to change
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| Didn’t want to be a fighter
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| But there’s no other way
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| All of this confusion and destruction
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| Done in my name
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| Little child don’t cry
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| Cause we’re struggling for when you come of age
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| Now am I living hopeless?
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| No one sees my face
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| On the fiction’s what we’re choking
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| Feeling it’s just all too late
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| All of the kings we’ve seen are long gone
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| It’s true when they say the good die young
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| Where are all the warriors that were once strong?
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| They’re just blowing in the wind
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| Why? |
| Every time I rise within
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| All I seem to be is weaker
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| And every time my light goes dim
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| I’m falling deeper and deeper and deeper
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| Why every time I rise within
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| All I seem to be is weaker
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| And every time my light goes dim
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| I’m falling deeper and deeper and deeper
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| Mama don’t you cry for me
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| I’ll be gone for a while
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| And I know this ain’t the vision
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| That you had for your child
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| Think of all the children depending on me
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| They need someone to fight
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| So many soldiers should be fighting but they are lost in the night
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| Just a soul and a dream gone pon the backlefield
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| Mama start worry and fret
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| Over her son ago dweet wid just a sword and a shield
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| Fi go step in Babylon’s face
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| I have so much hate for my enemy
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| My enemy is the man that I’ve never seen
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| But this hatred that I’m carrying
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| Taking so much of my energy
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| Why? |
| Every time I rise within
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| All I seem to be is weaker
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| And every time my light goes dim
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| I’m falling deeper and deeper and deeper
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| Why every time I rise within
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| All I seem to be is weaker
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| And every time my light goes dim
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| I’m falling deeper and deeper and deeper
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| Our strength is deep inside within
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| Misled thinking the opposite
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| And our history’s replayed again
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| Uneducated, been so degraded
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| And this ain’t how we’re supposed to live
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| There’s nothing here but want and fear
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| When my light is low and I don’t know
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| All I can do is try
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| And ask myself
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| Why? |
| Every time I rise within
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| All I seem to be is weaker
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| And every time my light goes dim
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| I’m falling deeper and deeper and deeper
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| Why every time I rise within
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| All I seem to be is weaker
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| And every time my light goes dim
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| I’m falling deeper and deeper and deeper |