Prophetical Poetry 2: The Black Lion is caming to the throne.

Our fight has changed the shape The confrontation turned in spiritual way the Victory is not in vain The Prophecies are no longer superficial There are no bombs that can stop us anymore For that you can see the movement NO MORE Our motivation is in action If it's not this nation Tell me How will came the Redepmtiom? All Western isms have fallen Capitalism created racism And the Imperialism their tribalism the Fascism created cynicism; Taikla Haimanot is restoring the Panafrican dynasty The promised land is now and forever Our enemies will suffer Don't be afraid because the death is certain; The white saints will all come down from the altars We don't want no more White Jesus Our Black king is coming again Africa will be free forever We are not again the Withe but they sistem; Our children must enjoy their lands The earth is already watered with blood of our ancestors The heads of our heroes have been cut off for show That's why the evidence was not erased so much violence again the incocent african The Soldiers lost their homes and theys legs But the Black lion returned to the throne. So for now what do you gona do? Babilonia is failling down and down.