​[Intro: Sound of a heavy chain snapping, Distant traditional chanting, Thunderous bass] ​[Verse 1: Gritty Spoken Word] "Call it what it is. A kidnapping of the soul. They came with bibles and rulers, but they left with the children. They built schools that were prisons, and churches that were cages. It’s the same old ghost, the same 'ethnic cleansing'—from the frozen North to the blood-red shores." ​[Verse 2: Gritty Spoken Word] "They think they won. They think the 'Anne' of their stories covered the graves of the spirits. But the soil is screaming! Every potato pulled from this earth is a witness to the theft. Every red dust storm is the breath of the ancestors refusing to be silenced." ​[Chorus: Intense, Overpowering Vocals] "We will not forget the names you burned! We will not sing the songs you taught! The 'Rogue’s Academy' is falling down, And the red earth is taking back its own!" ​[Bridge: Violent drum solo, Sounds of a forest being reclaimed—cracking wood, wind, rain] ​[Verse 3: Calm, Bone-chilling Spoken Word] "You can re-educate the mind, but you can’t re-educate the blood. The DNA of the forest remembers its true name. It’s not 'Prince Edward.' It never was. It is Epekwitk. And its children are coming home." ​[Outro: The heavy beat continues like a march, then a single child's voice sings a name—uncensored and clear—fading into a roar of wind.] ​[Final Message: Gentle Whisper] "The truth is the only reparation." ​[End] [Stop]