We see corruption at all levels, we know the end is not
in sight
Our government is dealing with the devil, they've set out
to sell out all the whites
There's thunder in the cities, there's thunder in the
towns
There's thunder in the villages, as the walls come
tumbling down
We see our nation is declining, but people who are
nationalists are few
Too many people are just whining in the wind, but from
small acorns mighty oaks grew
One day their evil will all crumble, one day corruption
will break down
Before our flags they will be humbled, from our mouths
will come the victory song