Outcry - Mutabaruka

Somewhere overhead, distant thunder roars
The revolution has begun, the war to end all wars.
As I welcome death, I hear the battle cry.
Bullets fall like fire raining from the sky.
The rebel in us all, someday gets tired of being pushed around,
But freedom has a price, the cost is buried in the ground.
We suffered far too long; we gather now, growing stronger
We will not be ignored anymore, any longer.
Our anthem will guide us.
Rise up, be counted, stand strong and unite.
Wait for the outcry, resistance is calling tonight.
Far too many years of chaos and unrest
Far too many voices brutally suppressed.
We fight for what is just, for all that we believe,
We fight for death or glory; fight to be set free.
The streets are paved in blood, time to step down and time to walk away,
You'll never rule me now, though you may stand upon my grave.
You can look the other way, or you can face the light.
Although it seems so far away, freedom's worth the fight.
Rise up, be counted, stand strong and unite.
Wait for the outcry, resistance is calling...
Rise up, be counted, stand strong and unite.
Wait for the outcry, resistance is calling tonight.
The world watches on, while you risk our lives,
Locked in a kingdom of fear as our children die.