Hello, South African
Wake up, Wake up
The city of Gold is melting to blood
Our faces shower with tears
Our hearts wounded with pain
And no one seems to care

Oh, the world of the sleepless
And no peace
Gunfire, shoots like firecrackers
Our people die like flies
Many hearts are broken
So many questions
Are left unanswered
And without justice
History is repeating itself

These are the last days
The end times
Where all evil spirits
Shall reveal themselves
And suffer harm
Those who do good
Will suffer sorrow
Prayer is the most
Powerful weapon to
Defeat all battles