Like a gentle song played on violins, One wrong note shatters their noble act. The wolves shed disguise and the chaos begins, The final straw that broke the camel's back. Minds reeling, they spin and spin, They feed words with poison seeping in. The people's emotions, long held within, Now burst like a storm—oh, what a sin. They whisper sweet, hypnotic lies, While people yell their haunting cries. They ignore the pleas, the true lament, Pursuing only their selfish intent. Their promises, written in fogged glass, Fade so quickly—too fragile, alas. The nation's pride, the people's trust, Lost in the void, how long will this last? The innocent weep, the honest fall, As corrupt officials betrayed us all. Flooding, poverty, injustice, death? They chose their wealth over people's breath! Filipino hearts, once bright, once pure, Now burning with fire, refusing to endure. Voices once held, now loud and clear, No longer silent, no longer in fear. Step-by-step, we'll draw our own future, A future free from lies and torture. Bring out the real voice, shout it out loud. Be our nation's hope, undaunted and proud. Do not be a victim of injustice, so cruel, Stand tall and firm, let peace be the fuel. No longer weak, no longer prey to capture, For even the smallest rabbit bites when cornered.