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The face of brutality 
They never worry about us 
So we dont care about them 
Cos our bloods are hotter 
It our time yes it our generation
if I remain cold in this time 
Push me up oh God 
Cos the time is speaking 
Thank God my generation is worried 
Yes they need a life 
You can see it in their eyes 
Yes exactly on 
The faces of brutality 

The faces of brutality 
Why must we be this far from life 
Who is holding us back 
Or are we the problems of ourselves 
The world is changing 
Every race for it own 
Is obvious our minority Olds 
In power don't know what the time 
Says now 
Guess they still do things their way 
Thinking the world still belong 
To them 
Is obvious they cant see 
What's coming 
Is obvious they don't 
see the message on
The faces of brutality

The faces of brutality
I hear the sounds of pain 
I see the bloods of sorrows
I feel the cries for help 
I touch the souls of the victims
I write for my generation 
I have a message for the next generation
Stand up stand tall
Get out of your comfort zone 
Confront all your challenges
Change all the changes you need 
Don't be left behind 
But leave a life behind 
For the next generation to come 
The blood of our ancestors 
Also run in you 
Let it speaks 
So stand up stand tall 
Be a moving train
Be unstoppable 
Africa needs to stand again
Africa needs you to do it 
And I believe In you all 
Yes I believe in the African youth
Cos I can see the power 
Boiling so hot through
The faces of brutality

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