You Will Just Have To K*ll Me ( 6 Minutes Tribute Song On The Day FPRRD Was Arrested)

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“You Will Just Have to Kill Me” is a haunting and defiant tribute to a day etched in national heartbreak—March 11, 2025, when the Philippine government surrendered one of its own, former President Rodrigo Duterte, to a foreign tribunal, ignoring the cries of sovereignty, justice, and dignity.

This song captures the chaos and pain of that dark morning at the airport: the stunned silence, the unspoken resistance, and the ultimate heartbreak as a man who once led the country stood encircled by his own—unarmed, outnumbered, yet unbroken. His bold last stand, uttered through the now-iconic words, “You will just have to kill me,” echoes throughout the track like a war cry, a lament, and a vow never to forget.

Infused with sorrowful chords and stirring vocals, the song weaves together the anguish of the Filipino people, the betrayal by those sworn to protect them, and the unwavering love of a father, a leader, and a patriot who chose surrender to shield those around him.

More than just a song, this is a musical time capsule—a record of courage, injustice, and national reckoning. It asks the painful questions. It grieves. But it also stirs something deeper: a resolve to remember, to stand, and to never again allow the soul of a nation to be handed over.

Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
It was a quiet March morning, the sun barely rose
When justice was stolen and history froze
No charge in our courts, no summons or plea
Just the cold hand of strangers, backed by coward decree.

He stepped on our soil, with no crime to his name
Yet they shackled his rights, wrapped in foreign shame
No judge of this land, no jury in sight
Just a man at our gates, robbed of truth and of light.

[Pre-Chorus]
They came with no honor, no law to defend
Only orders from masters who rule without end
And he stood on the tarmac, eyes burning with fire
As they stripped him of nation, of name, and empire.

[Chorus]
"You will just have to kill me," he cried through the storm
But he laid down his shield to keep others from harm
A lion in silence, surrendering not in defeat
But for love of his people, for peace in retreat.
That was the day we lost our own
When the flag turned its back, and we stood alone
Not just one man was flown away—
But a part of our soul went with him that day.

[Verse 2]
No escort of honor, no time to farewell
Just cold chains of exile, a silence that fell
Over runways and rivers, over cities and fields
As our leader was taken, with no sword to wield.

They say it was justice—but whose kind was it?
When we left him to rot in a cell that won't fit
The truth of his story, the heart he once gave
To a people now silent, to a country unbrave.

[Pre-Chorus]
Where were the voices that once called him friend?
Where were the vows to defend to the end?
As cameras rolled on a shameful parade
Of a nation unsovereign, its dignity betrayed.

[Chorus]
"You will just have to kill me," he cried through the storm
But he laid down his shield to keep others from harm
A lion in silence, surrendering not in defeat
But for love of his people, for peace in retreat.
That was the day we lost our own
When the flag turned its back, and we stood alone
Not just one man was flown away—
But a part of our soul went with him that day.

[Bridge]
Now The foreign court holds a story not written by us
And the skies over Manila still echo the dust
Of a nation that knelt when it should have stood tall
Trading pride for applause, while letting him fall.

But we carry the weight, we remember the sound
Of betrayal dressed up as justice profound
And one day our children will ask us the price
Of silence and fear, of cowardice dressed nice.

[Final Chorus]
"You will just have to kill me," he said with resolve
Not for mercy or pardon, but a higher call
For family, for country, for truth left unsaid—
He walked with no chains, though in chains he was led.
That was the day we lost our own
But from ashes of sorrow, a reckoning's grown
Let every chord, every tear, every prayer we say—
Be a vow that we never forget that day.

[Outro – Whispered / Soft-Spoken]
March 11, 2025…
The day our silence screamed.
The day our sovereignty bled.
But not the day we forget.