To Die For Their Honour

To die just for their honour I use to think The wicked can't sleep At night But I was totally Wrong They got their peace Even at their atrocities They are living comfortable More than The so call innocent ones It no more truth That they are troubled In mind Am sorry the table Is the other way round Actually we are the one Who suffer Who can't sleep Who can't fight back Who cant be happy We are the ones Who crys Who panic Whose life is in danger Whose future is out of order Yes we are the victim And it is a shame If we can't stand for our right Is a shame if we can't Fight back It is a shame Already to remain the way we are Cos is obvious On our faces that we are tired To die just for their honour