Ashes we are
Dust to dust we are
All will return,
Today, Deborah\'s turn.
Tomorrow is pregnant
Fate isn\'t stignant
One by one, we bow
Tears the seed that fight and how.
Vengeance is of God
Believe it, not for god
Fate might appear funny
It payback won\'t be funny.
Sokoto her golgotha
Her blood flows to gotha
Her soul at heaven\'s gate
Retribution, her killers will get.