Rise, rise from the ashes
Tearing through the time
They came and devoured the land
Lane, you got a suicide lane
We walked, got a simple truth
To realize
There was story of the people
You forgot
You forgot all
Dead, and your conscience bleak
You are brainwashed
Like a lion in herd of sheep
Death dealers we call them
With power, empire
They had it all to suck up blood and
Wеalth of nations
Plunder, you’ve done many timеs
Beholders ! your silence is eternal
We were living in mud house
Thinking of our own deeds
What we used to dream of
Your greed destroyed it
This way
Three thousand a year was the price
Of their lives
They crushed the bones of weavers
Of this land
We bled long
On to the cannons and trees
Now we still bleed
Seedlings are feeding on miseries
When systems fail
We make wealth out of suffering
Dealers of death and destruction
Flourished all the way, with wars they waged
This way
A quasi government, an evil empire
Impeccable propaganda and planned execution
Bengal has always been ravaged
By the powers of distant lands
Never it came across a foe
Sundered its life and trade
Sufferings of centuries
Broken wings and people’s will
Our sources of wealth dried up
Became elements of the slaves
When systems fail
We make wealth out of suffering
Dealers of death and destruction
Flourished all the way, with every war they waged
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