Painted Faces 

Let our hands akimbo 

slay the ones that took our will

And our words on painted wood 

And painted faces 

Fight with blades, all that wrestles good. 

Know this comrades!

In the quest for freedom

Our lives will be laid down 

Upon the path we are to tread 

If tyranny is to walk the plank

And into the sea, drown 

The ship will be born and made 

From the trees of our blood red.
Let us  raise our hands 

Let us raise voices 

Let us march ‘cross lands 

outnumbering vile forces 

And then hope against hope

That our will is enough 

Enough to topple the beast

That ‘pon us does feast.
– Osalam Wosu 


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