Africa my motherland.
Africa my motherland;
Africa another land,
Africa the pride of clans,
Africa my mother land.
To thee whose breast countries do cuddle,
Thou that has the might - mighty warriors;
Thou that has coward men of valour,
Africa, my mother with no nipple.
The long small nipple was bitten
at wars, the soft bullet and steel
spill through our veins and rip nipple
off your breast, we cried, blood spill!
Africa, you're my motherland,
Those men are frowning smil'n devils,
the angels are saintly devils!
Africa! Let blood cleanse our land!
Africa, where is Queen Amina
who can spill the blood on our land?
Africa, can Deborah wake up
and help the Baracks' in our land?
Africa you're my motherland,
Let blood cleanse our corrupt land!
Let birds clap and sing joyous song,
Africa, let blood storm their tongues.
"words from the innocent mind"