You can mock and shame me.
You can stereotype and generalize me.
You can defame and demoralize me.
Because, I am my father’s son!

But you cannot remove Hela in me.
You cannot replace my blood with your water.
You cannot make me you.
I am I and You are You!
Because, I am my father’s son.

Hela is my homeland,
Where there is milk and honey!
I have my own house and my own garden!
I am from my clans, tribes and family.
I don’t hunt, gather or dwell in caves!
And I do defend with might.
Because I am my father’s son.

I am not your enemy but friend.
I have a human heart so I do love and grieve!
I have human hands so I share and care.
I have a soul so I am a human.
Because, I am my father’s son.

If you care me,
I care you as my friend.
But if you dare me,
I dare you as my enemy.
Because, I am my father’s son.

I don’t retreat and surrender,
I don’t give-up and give-in,
I don’t daunt and deter,
Neither do I seek mercy or reprimand
Because, I am my father’s son.

I do defend with anger and might.
Not with sorcery or witchcraft.
Not with demon or devil.
But with my own bows and arrows.
Because, I do believe there’s God!
I believe in father’s god Datagaliwabe
Because, I am my father’s son.

I am Hela not by choice,
But by divine birth,
And that’s my divine right
Because, I am my father’s son.

I am who I am.
I don’t dare!
I don’t care!
I am Hela!
Because, I am my father’s son!