Dust
dj.Dust Lyrics

My father told me who’s the enemy
My father informed me on who the enemy is.

But I don’t know what to believe
However, I struggle to determine the truth.

This war is killing all my dreams
This conflict is extinguishing all of my aspirations.

Trying to live just like a child
I attempt to endure this chaos with a childlike innocence.

But I see people dying like flies
Yet, I witness countless individuals perishing with ease.

Running to find somewhere to hide
I frantically search for a place to hide from the violence.

My mother took me out of school
My mother withdrew me from school.

Said the teacher was a fool
She claimed the teacher was incompetent.

Gave me this tool to speak to you
She provided me with a method to communicate with you.

So I shared pictures of this shame
Therefore, I spread images of this disgrace.

The things I’ve seen are too hard to explain
The events I have witnessed are challenging to articulate.

There’s too much violence too much pain
There is an excess of brutality and agony.

The sun the clouds the skies are grey
The sky is a somber shade of grey.

Even all the shadows
Even the darkness is permeated with a sense of desolation.

The nights the days the lights are grey
Both nighttime and daytime are bleak and gray.

Someone stole the colours from my sight
It feels as if someone has stolen the vibrancy from the world.

My house the stores the walls are grey
Everything around me is discolored and drab.

Everything is rubble
The landscape is littered with debris.

My face my eyes my hands are grey
Even I appear dulled and colorless.

Everything is covered by grey dust
The world is shrouded in a blanket of gray dust.

My brothers cry to be embraced
My siblings weep yearning for affection.

The holy books are violated
Even religious texts are desecrated.

The bombs are like the falling rain
Explosions occur with the frequency of raindrops.

There is no silence there’s no sleep
There is no respite from the turmoil, no peace or slumber.

The only thing that I can hear
All I can perceive is the sound.

Is heavy shelling over me
It's the deafening noise of bombs exploding around me.

It’s hard to tell you what’s the truth
It's difficult to discern what is factual and real.

So many friends killed in the school
Numerous friends have died within the education system.

I want to know who stole my youth
I yearn to discover who robbed me of my adolescence.

Can’t say if I will post again
I cannot guarantee that I will post once more.

Tomorrow we may all be dead
There is a high probability that we may all perish tomorrow.

We can’t go out we can’t escape
We are unable to venture out, and there is no way to escape the turmoil.

Please help me if you can hear me please set me free
If you can hear me, I implore that you help me and set me free from this destruction.

If you can read me remember me
If my words are visible to you, remember me.

We all need peace
Peace is something that every individual requires.

This can’t be real
This situation mustn't be genuine or actuality.