The heart of the Niger-Delta Militants, speaks.

We heard the bombs we felt the blasts
every finger around us strike our hearts
Government now tear us apart
we’re now beasts losing our facts

Now at crossroads we signed a pact
with the devil himself to keep us intact
beasts of the creeks without a past
inhumane terrors’ now our acts

The earth is red the leaves are dry
blood suckling beasts we march at night
from door to door we strike at sight
trails of tears from off their eyes

Our mighty warriors nowhere in sight
their sparkling eyes giving us light
lost amongst these lambs cowering in fright
they give us the lead from smiling eyes

From night till dawn we dawn along
our dark army we rise in form
past the crossroads we’ve signed a pact
our souls are lost they can’t be found.

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