Baskadia

I don't know how long can justice fight

The corruptness that grows because of people's fright

The world that we currently see

Is cruel and will never be free

Now under this small tree

I'm wondering the world I wanna see

Full of those who only wants to help

Where is it? I humbly ask myself

Whatever the reason might be

I ponder on when can I see

A world that is peaceful from land to sea

But honestly? I think it's never meant to be

Oh please let me ourselves free

Open mind and heart is the only key

I will count from one to three

After that let's guarantee a better reality