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Exiled
We were a nation
Strong and proud
God as our king
Our nation destroyed
Muslims invade
Our people enslaved
Our hearts enraged
God is not with us
He has turned his back
Forget off the promise
Forget of this land
We forsook our side
Now left dying inside
We fucked off the Torah
Our covenant

We broke our promise to god
To take care of his land and all of his crops
One piece led to another
Step by step, torn asunder
Now dispersed across the world
With no place to rest
Forsaken by our god
Left to trod and left to fucking rot

Men all around
No friends to be found
Left on our own
All hope is gone
Our mothers all cry
Our fathers all died
Our lives are all fucked
No glory no luck
No peace now just torment
The men come in torrents
Our cousins not with us
Not even in spirit
Nowhere to run
Stabbed in the back
No place to call home
Forever to roam

Forced to run for our lives
Men's hearts filled with despise
Hiding ourselves from them all
Closed ourselves in our tiny halls
Repent repent the end is nigh
Said our forefathers as they died
What hell is this bastard life
No rest no peace there's only strife
Mothers crying as their children die
Pleading for their wasted lives
Fathers fighting for their people's might
Children losing their father's sight
Our people will all fall
There's no recourse, there's none at all
Losing what your ancestors gave
You fucking losers you're fucking depraved
We'll fight you all
In the now and in the fall
You'll lose your lives, all filled with lies
Couldn't hurt us even if you tried
We fight for our god
No care that we lost
We fight and lose and fight and win
Tangle with us and lose again
Fighting for our land we lost
We don't care what the cost
We'll take it back you fucking bitch
You'll always lose and never win
Can't stand to the Lion's might
Can't win if you tried
Pray to Allah, you fucking whores
He won't hear you as you die

We'll take you all
Straight to hell
No remorse
Nothing felt
You took our land
You took our souls
Lost in time
These mortal coils
We're taking it back
Once and for all
No time to waste
No time or space
We find ourselves
Free again
Don't try to fight
You'll never win
Summer Vestige
Marching home
Place of rest
Our southern home
The sun is warm
The beaches fair
The land is sweet
The air a treat
Your time is up
We're on our way
Start running
From the Lion's might
The guns are cocked
You're in our sights
Let bullets fly
Prepare to die

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