ye not unjust tyrant
Habib dark enemy life
groanings people scoffed Poor
and palm Mkhaddobp of puppets
Sirte and distort the magic presence
and sow thistle Heartbreak Oh, in
not Hold Ikhaddank spring
and Clear Space and the morning light
welcome sight In the darkness and horror of the bombing thunders and winds
Beware opened the ashes and flames
of sows thorns Reaped the surgeon
hopes there I took the heads of mankind and flowers, hope
heart blood and the soil irrigated Acherbth tears so screwed
Segervk bloodshed
and eat you stormy burning
