O brother, I’m so numb
Nothing makes me cry, this life
O I’ve been living numb
Unafraid to die
A warrior

O father, I’ve become
At peace with this gasoline
A warrior
I’ve become one with the light
O conscript to ignite

O sister, tell me why
All the people cry this time
How life exists that’s numb
O warriors
For what meant to die

O mother, I’ve become
A warrior
Shining in your eyes
O there I’ll find cause that’s right
To set my skin on fire

 
 

Journalist Malcolm Browne’s photograph of Thích Quảng Đức during his self-immolation