Land of the Rising Sun


Land of the rising sun, we love and cherish,
Beloved homeland of our brave heroes;
We must defend our lives or we shall perish,
We shall protect our hearths from all our foes;
But if the price is death for all we hold dear,
Then let us die without a shred of fear.


Hail to Biafra, consecrated nation,
Oh fatherland, this be our solemn pledge:
Defending thee shall be a dedication.
Spilling our blood we'll count a privilege;
The waving standard which emboldens the free
Shall always be our flag of liberty.


We shall emerge triumphant from this ordeal,
And through the crucible unnscathed we'll pass;
When we are poised the wounds of battle to heal,
We shall remember those who died in mass;
Then shall our trumpets peal the glorious song
Of victory we scored o'er might and wrong.


Oh God, protect us from the hidden pitfall,
Guide all our movements lest we go astray;
Give us the strength to heed the humanist call:
'To give and not to count the cost', each day;
Bless those who rule to serve with resoluteness,
To make this clime a land of righteousness.

And you wonder why destruction, tears and blood trail every mention of Biafra... Mind you, Biafra is not and can never be Igbo!

What's your point exactly? Remember this anthem was written in the midst of a brutal war.. it has resoluteness written all over it.. Resoluteness in the face of humongous threat to existence

Nawa o

Xkin2Xkin:
Land of the Rising Sun


Land of the rising sun, we love and cherish,
Beloved homeland of our brave heroes;
We must defend our lives or we shall perish,
We shall protect our hearths from all our foes;
But if the price is death for all we hold dear,
Then let us die without a shred of fear.


Hail to Biafra, consecrated nation,
Oh fatherland, this be our solemn pledge:
Defending thee shall be a dedication.
Spilling our blood we'll count a privilege;
The waving standard which emboldens the free
Shall always be our flag of liberty.


We shall emerge triumphant from this ordeal,
And through the crucible unnscathed we'll pass;
When we are poised the wounds of battle to heal,
We shall remember those who died in mass;
Then shall our trumpets peal the glorious song
Of victory we scored o'er might and wrong.


Oh God, protect us from the hidden pitfall,
Guide all our movements lest we go astray;
Give us the strength to heed the humanist call:
'To give and not to count the cost', each day;
Bless those who rule to serve with resoluteness,
To make this clime a land of righteousness.

This is far realistic than the lies in the Nigerian Anthem; 'one nation bound in freedom, peace and unity'

The anthem of men who were ready to give their ALL for their beloved Nation.

Xkin2Xkin:
And you wonder why destruction, tears and blood trail every mention of Biafra... Mind you, Biafra is not and can never be Igbo!

You mean the same destruction Boko haram, ISWAP, killer herdsmen and armed bandits are wrecking across Nigeria?

Thats the story of Nigeria, the land of insecurity