Lyrics by Debo Abon

Harvest of truth

Genres: Soul

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Harvest of Truth
Written by Abon Adebowale

Verse 1
In darkest night, they hid the truth asleep,
Built their thrones where silence creeps.
But I heard the cry from ancient skies,
"Awaken now — let justice rise."
Through broken ground, my roots are strong,
My voice a flame, my will a song.

Chorus
I am the axe, striking through the lies,
Clearing the ground where falsehood dies.
For the harvest of truth, I rise to unite,
For the harvest of truth, I bring the light.
Let justice roar and hope arise,
For the harvest of truth shall never die.

Verse 2
They crowned themselves with stolen grace,
Fed their empires on the poor man’s place.
But truth is rising like a tide,
A tidal wave of truth they can’t deny.
No longer bowed, we rise as one,
The dawn has come, the dark is done.

Chorus
I am the axe, striking through the lies,
Clearing the ground where falsehood dies.
For the harvest of truth, I rise to unite,
For the harvest of truth, I bring the light.
Let justice roar and hope arise,
For the harvest of truth shall never die.

Bridge
From embers cold, new hope will glow,
Through storm and silence, truth will show.
The time has come, the blade is drawn,
The harvest of truth will greet the dawn

© 2025 Adebowale Abon. All rights reserved.

© Debo Abon May 15, 2025

Harvest of truth

Genres: Soul

---

Harvest of Truth
Written by Abon Adebowale

Verse 1
In darkest night, they hid the truth asleep,
Built their thrones where silence creeps.
But I heard the cry from ancient skies,
"Awaken now — let justice rise."
Through broken ground, my roots are strong,
My voice a flame, my will a song.

Chorus
I am the axe, striking through the lies,
Clearing the ground where falsehood dies.
For the harvest of truth, I rise to unite,
For the harvest of truth, I bring the light.
Let justice roar and hope arise,
For the harvest of truth shall never die.

Verse 2
They crowned themselves with stolen grace,
Fed their empires on the poor man’s place.
But truth is rising like a tide,
A tidal wave of truth they can’t deny.
No longer bowed, we rise as one,
The dawn has come, the dark is done.

Chorus
I am the axe, striking through the lies,
Clearing the ground where falsehood dies.
For the harvest of truth, I rise to unite,
For the harvest of truth, I bring the light.
Let justice roar and hope arise,
For the harvest of truth shall never die.

Bridge
From embers cold, new hope will glow,
Through storm and silence, truth will show.
The time has come, the blade is drawn,
The harvest of truth will greet the dawn

© 2025 Adebowale Abon. All rights reserved.

© Debo Abon May 15, 2025