Heroes

Who's gonna matter of what the slaves have felt

Nobody cares what they've thought

Who's gonna hear the voice of nations

Crying for help and justice

Heroes must be hard and raw to themselves

Trying hard to leave behind all the darkness

Now let me try to prepare my soul

'Cos the fight is calling and

What people need is just a bit of truth

1. When I was a prisioner grids could not retain my soul

I was free although I was in jail

I looked people outhere and saw the sorrow in their eyes

They couldn't enjoy the freedom they had

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So great is the triumph of injustice and weakness all around this crazy world

They began to shame of to be good and doubt of the truth

And because they were lookwarm, neither hot nor could

They deserve to be spit out of his mouth

They say we are rich and well off, we have allwe need

But they didn't know how poor, naked and blind they were

2. I looked at people outhere and saw the sorrow in their eyes

Living they sickly lives

I looked at my brothers, poor but worthy

Anonymous, they were heroes.