December 8: A Song Celebrating a New Syria
Yo, turn it up!
Cause on this day the whole sky flipped
On this day every chain got ripped
December 8th, we lit, we live
A new Syria came alive!
We came from the dust but we glow now
Years in the dark but we shine like a show now
Every block was a fight but we own that
Every kid had a dream and we held that
Storms came hard but we stayed strong
Hope kept banging like a bassline all along
Tyrant fell down, party hit the streets
Now the whole damn nation's dancing on its feet
They said we'd never make it, ha!
Look around, we turned every heartbreak into louder sound
Flag in the air like a DJ wave
Truth hit harder than the lies they gave
Through December 8th, we lightened up the town
Hands up high cause the walls came down
We cried, we fought, we flipped the game
History showed up and called our name
Through December 8th, the night turned into gold
Fear packed bags cause it couldn't hold
From Derrick's hills to Latakia's waves
We rise as one, December 8th!
Old lies burn like sparks in the club light
Prison doors open, new day, new life
Moms got sons back, dads could breathe
Kids got futures you can actually see
No tanks, no threats, just people power
We built it block by block, hour by hour
Whole world slept but we stayed awake
Now the whole world watches every move we make
Say every name, turn the volume high
Turn every wound into fire in the sky
From ashes we built a brand new beat
And we'll never bow down to a dying regime
Through December 8th, we lightened up the town
Hands up high cause the walls came down
We cried, we fought, we flipped the game
History showed up and called our name
Through December 8th, the night turned into gold
Fear packed bags cause it couldn't hold
From Idlib's hills to Latakia's waves
We rise as one, December 8th!
Raise a glass for the fallen
Make noise for the free
Every beat, every step
Got us right where we need to be
Sun's out strong, no shadow left
Old regime's ghost, man that's dead
Brand new Syria in the spotlight
Now December 8th, take a bow!
Through December 8th, remember how we stood
A people who survived when no one thought we could
Hearts on fire, let the speakers shake
This is the day we chose, future over fate
Through December 8th, we rise, we heal, we stand
One base, one voice, one land
Revolution lives, the tyrant fades
Forever free, December 8th!
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