You are the barbaric,
We are the barbarians,
An answer ain’t sweet to chew,
Darkness of the mirror,
Send not us to the sky of hate,
Struggle we carry as a wound,
Verve ain’t we to rapture,
Rain we seek to question,
Smiles are no longer our motion,
Lost are we to a paper of dawn,
Darkness of our poverty,
Send not us away without joy,
Eyesight be of us to plough,
Darkness ain’t our time of extolling.