Tormented Freedom Fighters

We stand in a pool of tears without fear

Nothing hating like shading blood after blood

When I close my eyes to avoid a drop of tear

I feel heart pain in the sweat of a flood

Wishing liberty in a blink of an eye

For all freedom, fighters are no more

In a trickling of an eye, I live high

The dark human is heartless so low

Day by day I beckon for a savior

Year after year expecting Jesus Christ

Weapons after weapons my master is a warrior

For the truth becomes death in daylight

We shall ever live to see justice considered

Threats are buried and never shall we be tormented.