We went missin’ couple a days,
O’Prophet pray; eternal lament nor come in my way.
the cries countless, cries like of dump champ.
And a single inch bare heart, and the lips thirsty.
Life and death; cruel sword and arrow both willing to die,
O’h tyrant. timid boy pledge shall be hardnut…and you have to die.
O’Prophet, ‘you can’t kill what won’t die…tyrant said
Show him what won’t die has to die.
Even Ahmed has to die.
I didn’t ask you for the moon: I say just shoot the black moon