Africa my cradle black queen
The land of ancient Nubian
From it comes blue and white Niles
That creates all races

By the red sea shore I stand
Only to see the blue sky turns black
But my grievance soul is surrounded
With bodies of floating dead souls

For sunrise too early to be awake
Set too soon to get bright
And move too fast to be known
Before the awful night comes

A long night has fallen on Africa
As the sun cease to shine
And the day lull sudden night
As the dogs start howling loud

Everywhere comes screaming
The suffering has risen
And no future to hold onto
As Africa has been reaped naked

Mama has lost her black texture
Her precious treasure turns pleasure
And turn her children into
Slave to human slaughterers

Tell me where are we?
Here?
Where do we go to?
Cause mournful moon has frown on Africa

Soul Passion