(Heavy rhythmic guitar riffing kicks in, driving double-kick bass drum rhythm, steady groove)
Morning breaks over the Kabale hills
The mist is rising, time to face the drills
Twelve B gathered in the morning light
Setting the standards, keeping order tight
Umunandi Bupe Mulenga takes the stand
With a steady heart and a guiding hand
The halls of the school echo with the sound
Of leadership rising from the solid ground
Oh, the prefect leads the way today
In Twelve B, we find our own way
With strength and honor, clear and true
Umunandi Bupe, we look to you
From the Kabale day, the legend grows
In the rhythm of the metal, everybody knows
Between the desks and the blackboard haze
Navigating through these school-year days
It’s not just rules, it’s a bond we share
A neutral balance with a lot to spare
Bupe Mulenga stands firm and tall
Answering the duty, answering the call
No drama here, just the work to do
A legacy building, ancient and new
Oh, the prefect leads the way today
In Twelve B, we find our own way
With strength and honor, clear and true
Umunandi Bupe, we look to you
From the Kabale day, the legend grows
In the rhythm of the metal, everybody knows
(Atmospheric lead guitar solo soaring over heavy, chugging palm-muted rhythm)
The mountain wind blows through the door
We’ve seen the path, we’re aiming for more
No chaos in the ranks, just the groove we keep
While the rest of the world is fast asleep
Bupe leads the line, steady and bold
A story of the prefect yet to be told
So here’s to the classroom, here’s to the pride
With a confident spirit and nothing to hide
The sun sets low on the Kabale scene
The best year of school that we’ve ever seen
Twelve B stands united, loyal and strong
Right where we are, is where we belong
Umunandi Bupe, you set the pace
With a neutral soul and a focused grace
Oh, the prefect leads the way today
In Twelve B, we find our own way
With strength and honor, clear and true
Umunandi Bupe, we look to you
From the Kabale day, the legend grows
In the rhythm of the metal, everybody knows
(Guitar riffs fade into a smooth rhythmic sustain)
Twelve B pride...
Umunandi Bupe...
The Kabale way...
Just the steady groove...
(Fade out)