Martyrdom

Welcome you fool to the world of regret
The heat down here will make you sweat
Many wrong assumptions on your every part
Have brought you here in spite of your heart

Flesh and bone have turned to dust
Soulful instincts were there to trust
Eternity’s a long time to be here with me
With all this wailing and gnashing of teeth

And you thought you did Him proud
Taking life from within that crowd
Where oh where is your Allah now?
True Spirits are not allowed…

Here in Martyrdom
You have not won (you cannot run)
For what you’ve done (from what you’ve done)
Oh, you’ll never ever see the rising sun
Or shoot that gun
In Martyrdom

Feel free to send this little white dove
With an urgent plea to your friends above
No earthly reason for pain they afflict
When the pain they feel can also be fixed

What will you do now, what will you do?
What will you do with nothing to prove?
What will you do with a tarnished soul, that’s black as coal?