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I try to cry but my eyes are tearless.
Body being injected with lies but my mind is fearless
Spreading my knowledge hoping the ignorant can hear this.
So the truth will widen their gaze their pit being seedless.
Keep my head up never looking down with reverence.
Repentance is for the wrong we ask Allah for forgiveness.
Walk up to the gate on the day of accountancy.
Where you will be judged for more than your good and bad deeds.
Life's a journey bleeding is where the evil creeps.
Being alone is the time when you hear evil speak.
Try to steer you away from the path.
Away from Haqq and into Allah's wrath.
We are the soldiers of Islam the sword of Haydar and Abbas.
Crying when akhooya ya aini without them Islam will be truly lost.
To the battle against the devil I am a soldier ready in arms.
Ready to fight evil with Allah's sword gripped in my palms.
Follow the prophecy and the school of his Family.
We must stay strong as we mourn for their tragedy.
As we feel remorse for the fight of the Shaheed.
The day he died is when the sky started to bleed.
Where the river turned to blood and no thirst was quenched from his enemies.
Wish we were there to fight and die for you and your Family.
I Can't imagine seeing my own Brother's arms cut and an arrow in his eye.
Only so he can get water for your daughter for her to no longer cry.
O how we can't imagine layin in the tent sick as the rest around me weep.
O how he would of fought valiantly but he was too weak.
But we never gave in to oppression so we followed Zain al Abadeen.
We still pray to this day waiting on our Mahdi.
As I finish this I leave you with one thing in mind.
Are you prepared to fight like the Companions of al Hussain for the Imam of our time?
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