When I was born I was taken to the other side of the river
There were times of hope and the true love
Mother nature why sadness?
I ask, I wanna justice between laces of blood
You will know what I'm talking about at the right time yeah yeah
Who didn't hold the father's hand fearing the ghost in the night
We want to be the man that the mirror has created
Who didn't cry a minute for a “late” beloved hero