Don't Rest In Peace Till We Triumph-Brethren Fallen Heroes

In a hills deep, where shadows loom,
Our brethren Kuki-Zos, in battle’s gloom.
Fell brave and bold, with hearts glow,
Their spirits restless, till victory they know.
Their spirits linger, restless bold,
In bloodshed’s wake, their tales are told.
Don’t rest in peace till we triumph,
Their voices echo, one by one.

In every breeze, their whispers flow,
Guiding us where we must go.
For Kuki-Zo’s ancestral pride,
They fought, they fell, they never died.
Their sacrifice, a beacon bright,
Brightens our darkest night.
Their sacrifice fuels our relentless fight,
Till justice reigns, in the morning light.

Though fallen now, in slumber deep,
Their memory in our hearts we keep.
For they, the guardians of our land,
With courage bold, made their stand.
Rest not in peace, oh noble souls,
Until our victory bell rings.
In every triumph, they shall rise,
In our hearts, their memory flies.

Don’t rest in peace till we triumph,
Their valour shines beneath the sun,
For Kuki-Zo’s ancestral land and kin,
We carry on, we fight to win.
Brethren fallen, heroes true,
We fight for you, we fight for you.
For Kuki-Zo’s fallen heroes, we carry on,
Till the battle is triumph, till the dawn has drawn.