Kukiland is burning

The land of hope
A tribe of peace
A blood of love
A gene of never give-up
Kukiland is burning.

We say we worship the true living God
Yet we have fallen into delusion;
Our leaders crave for themselves;
We have mocked the Almighty God.

The land my ancestors once settled
Becoming the place of cemetery
The house once called "home sweet home"
Has been demolished, and is no more
Kukiland is burning.

The brave guardians of Kukiland
now trembling with fear
The public who once search for a true leader
Is now threatening the chosen one
Kukiland is burning.