Shadows of the earth plague our battlefield
Sending arrows down our inner spines
What used to be tranquility, now ruins
Scattered about like dry bones in the valley
Longing for veins, flesh, and life blood
Famished riverbeds stripped of life
While millions in vain search for abodes
And you wonder why our tears flow?
The weight hangs on our necks and minds
Splitting our heads for want of valid motives
Why our kinsmen take up arms in peace time
Silencing the dove that used to sing for us
Forgetting in unity lies lasting increase
And you say let us not moan for us?
Nay, we shall, for the arrows pierce our souls
Seeing they embrace eternity without light
How then will they be presented faultless
Before him who extended to them the peace
They rejected, turning their backs on life?
So we cannot help but scream without ceasing
Wailing before him who dispenses of harmony
But in-between our ceaseless sobbing
We hear: Come to me, you the heavily laden
Even you intercessors: grow your faith
Trouble not your hearts, nor be dismayed
For where darkness prevails, behold sunshine
So let them scoff and have hysterics
Taunting, how the mighty have fallen
Jeering, into the abyss they fall
Yet we arise and shine behind the clouds
Come into our shadows, mighty one
Then shall there be a brighter tomorrow
The dove shall return, leaf in beak
True peace to nourish famished factions
Come, let us wipe flowing tears
Strengthening wobbling arms
Looking beyond the dark shadows
Let knees be bent and arms be raised
While spears become harvesting sickles
Arrows rather hunt needed game
Muskets go off only in celebration
Handshake and peace pipes smoked
In advance of the tranquil declaration
Like a river that wells up to eternity