Their thoughts sting
Than apis melifera
Protecting their honey pots
In the tropical rainforest
They dress in hooliganism
Under the pretext of divine crusade
At the total detriment
Of young and innocent souls
Their actions bring
Sorrow and grief to the hearts
Of the world
They fight defenseless girls
Only when men have
Gone back to their chambers
And wins the battle of kids
With their diabolic machinations
Oh! You blood seeking vampires
Unveil yourselves open
And face the realities
Of the two-bar hollow weapon
That monstrously cries to destroy
The skins of the terrorists
Like yourselves
You trouble makers
Put on your accoutrement
And fight the world
Don’t hide and fight
With the word of the mouth
Or demand exchanges
Because real men
Fight openly untill they win
We shall extract you
From your evil hiding holes
For the desert beast
To feed on your bitter bodies
Vultures shall reject
Your shameful skins
To the maggots
To suck your evil blood
From your veins
Bring back our girls
Bokoharam
Bring back our girls
You evil worshippers
And sons of vampires
Bring back our girls
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