My hands tied in the back He comes to me with a punch and a sack He covers my head with a hood The noise is loud and pierces my brain My poor mother is worried sick, I'm sure She buried my brother before me, she will endure My pathetic shirts hangs proud Like a blood-stained flag unfurled I'm in here for days on end Or is it months, I no longer comprehend My poor mother is worried sick, I'm sure She buried my brother before me, she will endure I am broken now but I will not confess Soon I will leave my body Let those cowards clean up the mess He beats me again today The it another's turn to play The noise is too loud And I can feel the shroud Warm blood dripping slowly onto the floor Pouring from this dying body My left eye is gone, and my legs, I can't sense them anymore Shackles cutting my wrists, how much longer can I resist? Torture, it goes on for days without end I crave for death to liberate me from this torment I am broken now but I will not confess Soon I will leave my body Let those cowards clean up the mess Of my lifeless battered flesh A few more thoughts before I go I have been murdered, this is you must know I have been abdcuted and killed Because of my love for freedom, for my land, for my people From my blood that soaks the land From the copious tears that I have shed From the hidden Ditch where my body lies A vengeful wrath will soon rise The day is coming when we will drive the invader out of our land