| A poor man
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| With four daughters
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| A wife and a son
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| Daughter commits adultery
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| Or so he was told
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| Bought a knife and machete
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| After Friday’s prayers
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| Feared the young would follow old
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| Thought all must be killed
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| For your honor
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| You will slaughter
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| Every one of your daughters
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| For your honor
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| You will slaughter
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| It’s you who should be slaughtered
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| Terror grips the steel with hunger
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| Thirsting to avenge its soiled pride
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| Ashamed madman
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| You take their lives away as they sleep
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| The blade kisses at their throats
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| Life bleeds without a chance to weep
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| You take and take their lives away
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| You’re the man unrepentant
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| Don’t you realize
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| You murdered your own children
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| Call that honorable cause?
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| For your honor
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| You will slaughter
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| Every one of your daughters
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| For your honor
|
| You will slaughter
|
| It’s you who should be slaughtered
|
| Terror grips the steel with hunger
|
| Thirsting to avenge its soiled pride
|
| Ashamed madman
|
| You take their lives away as they sleep
|
| The blade kisses at their throats
|
| Life bleeds without a chance to weep
|
| You take and take their lives away
|
| For your honor
|
| You will slaughter
|
| Every one of your daughters
|
| For your honor
|
| You will slaughter
|
| It’s you who should be slaughtered
|
| Terror grips the steel with hunger
|
| Thirsting to avenge its soiled pride
|
| Ashamed madman
|
| You take their lives away as they sleep
|
| The blade kisses at their throats
|
| Life bleeds without a chance to weep
|
| You take and take their lives away |