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 (is) 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 Wealth of nations Plunder, you've done many times! 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... We bled long, On to the cannons and trees Now we still bleed, Seedlings are feeding on (our) 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, (We) 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