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For My People
Unity. Arabian Sea blabbers about with such imperialism
A sea with jurisdictions and commendations of purity – huh?
Dedicated to become power itself, without a shred of doubt…
Oh streets of Gaza, do not submit thy might, stomp stomp stomp
Oh protectors of Gaza, from the young to old, fight fight fight
Ah yes, the women of Gaza, heal our sorrows, bang bang… bang
Strength. The waves of one only shine with such plight.
Nay, shall the allies’ winds aid thee, for they are stones?
Sinking miserable to the sea’s sand, ah yes sound the alarms…
Outnumbered the men gather love and passion
Marinate all of the anger and lust for years that came
Shred all doubt of years to come, for belief that this is
The final day, for peace? For war? Or for independence?
Death beats by the seconds as a boy runs with no legs
But with conceded pride… where are our saviors?
Unity. Completely irregular on the factual matters called trust
A sea with no fish, with no life, even with no waves, nay… with no wind
Forlorn oh dark sea? Lonely as the gates surround your freedom are
Enclosed like closet every night and morning? Give me shame
Yet all what is given is mandatory lies? A dog eat dog … huh.
Oh streets of Israel, do not shred blood, drip drop drip
Oh fighters of Israel, from strong to strongest, kill kill kill
Ah yes, the pride of Palestine, we shall never surrender, bang...
Ah no, the world has fallen, we shall never surrender, boom…
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