I study the great heroes
And, I ponder whether I should live this long
Without accomplishing what my heart longs for so long
Deep inside I know, what my mission should be on this world
And, I scream trying to find solution to this dream
Which revives every time I see my heroes die in their peak
And they die because burning bullets rip their skin
However, they lived without any remorse because of their dream
They followed what their heart vividly told their soul
And, they spoke without any evil thoughts
They spoke the truth, they fought the good war
They died with a legacy to keep on
Deep inside I know, I’m a spokes person
For all the brothers and sisters in this lost world
The poor, the sick and the lost need a new vision to fight for
I hope I get called, to fight for human’s justice and love
Deep inside I know…