Submitted by : Hamza on Palestine

No More Pain

Heathen blood on Royal Soil
Roaring hate like flame on oil
No action just, no one to save it
A hopeless cause the son of David

The Zion tank now shakes the ground
No one secure nor safe or sound
While desolating everything in his path
I call upon him Allahs wrath

I am your fighter my god, my Sire
With you I shall rise through the fire
Crushing the regime with a fire and stone
Reclaiming Allah's mighty throne

The cause of my people so pure and devine
Through ruin and dust the bright sun shall shine
Too far have I fled but now it is time
"I'm taking back what is rightfully mine"


by Dagur