Haram
Shia converge for the mourning
Talwar
Striking their flesh for their sins
Imam
Chastising glares from the stairway
Tatbir
Letting blood flow in remembrance
Haram
Shia converge for the mourning
Talwar
Striking their flesh for their sins
Imam
Chastising glares from the stairway
Tatbir
Letting blood flow in remembrance

Senseless undertaking
Their sanity, fading
Gashes tearing open
Tissue falling out
Senseless undertaking
Their sanity, fading
Gashes tearing open
Tissue falling out

With the Twelvers around
I'm lost and I'm found
Whips, chains I am bound
I fall to the ground
When the Twelvers arrive
How much life with still thrive?
Who will live and who'll die?
I know I'll be just fine

Young men gather in the dirt roads
Lashing their backs and heads with blades
Grieving elders flogging themselves
To shed their blood in the name of God

The desert sun begins its rise
The light reflects off of the blood-soaked ground
Piles of bodies writhe in pain
Their skin waving in the sand-filled wind

Youm-e-Ashura

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