They`re marching on
The Syrian soldiers
Towards civilian neighborhoods they will prowl
Heavily armed,their tanks approaches
All guns and grenades are loaded
The have schools,hospitals and innocent people in their targets
Shell shocked children screaming in pure death anxiety
Their faces covered in blood,after their school being used as cannon targets
Gone are the days when soldiers fought against eachother
Now they smell civilian blood
Assad`s soldiers will shoot you from behind
My Syrian friend,you better wait until night falls
Before you bury your dead brothers and sisters
The regime`s days are numbered
Written by the blood of the innocent,they have signed their own doom
We,the world-are watching woman and children being slaughtered
Because the UN say we have to
I cry for you my Syrian brothers and sisters
But hang in there,even though UN has delayed your liberation
A time will come,the madman will fall from his shaky podium
Where is your sence of pride,Assad?
How do you sleep at night?
Every woman,all the children you have tortured over the decades...
Do you feel their death anxiety
Or hear their screams for mercy when you close your eyes?