pushing through salahad-din
someone knows what happens
and if you get down you might not die
k** the men and children
take the goods and women
oh if you go home you might not die
hide on the ground [x2]
don't make a sound [x2]
we will uncover you
blood on the ground [x2]
deafening sounds [x2]
they would take turns with you
up and down the sand is
making me feel ages
of heinous abuse i might just die
mercy comes if given
i am not Elohim
so if you show none you might just die