I Take Refuge In Allah From The Stoned Satan. In Name Of Allah The Source Of Mercy To All Of Creation; The Source Of The Mercy To The Believing Congregation. Oh Allah Bless Muhammad’s Soul, And Rain Down Peace on His Household. “Why We Cry” Don’t think our cries are too extreme. There’s good reason for grown men to scream. Our actions aren’t of those insane, we weep in zikr (remembrance) of Hussein. When the guilty kills the innocent to usurp Islamic Government, Should not a Muslim cry in pain? Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Reflect on Hussein’s flawless fame. Reflect on Yazeed, steeped in shame. Shall not the heart be pierced by woe when the Khalif is Al-Islam’s foe? Oh what a dark, sad thought to bear, It breaks the heart, moves joy to tear. That’s why our tears fall down like rain. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! A heart of stone’s too hard to cry. A mind that’s closed won’t wonder why. A foolish man is deaf and blind. A coward always stays in line. But a soul that prostrates on its face. With trembling heart, seeking God’s Grace Won’t hide from Truth, can’t hide the pain. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! The Khalif chose vile tricks, and lies. Hussein chose death, not compromise. This Prophet’s son would not bow down; Preferring death to being bound to evil hind’s Satanic Son. So with his death The Imam won. Islam’s loss was Islam’s gain.
Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Oh what a brave and selfless deed, to give up life for Islam’s creed; to sacrifice both friend, and kin to show the world Islam from sin.
Are you confused which side is right? How would you stand if called to fight? Are you aware just who was slain. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! The leader of The Garden’s Youth was murdered by a drunk uncouth. Understand the scene my friend; An angel murdered by a jinn who held the Ummah’s reins. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! A Nimrod in Islamic Guise. Truth mixed with lies. An Ummah fooled by slight of hand. One raised his voice. One dared to stand. An Abraham who chose The Flames Rejecting falsehood kingly claims an Abel who opposed a Cain. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! How could a demon rise so high to cause the Prophet’s son to die; to kill him with the Muslim’s sword; And in The Name Of Prophet’s Lord? Can might make right, and rule God’s Deyn? Then how did things get so obscene? How will we ever clean the stain? Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! They wouldn’t let Hussein’s men drink. And now they will not let you think. They barred them from a river clear. They bar you from a knowledge dear. The fence your mind with bigotry and tie your hands with apathy. Why should a Muslim not feel pain?
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Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! These Yazeeds kill for crown, and purse. At least Muslims can spit and curse, but many think the cost too high. So they obey the one’s who lie. They would not allow Husayn a drink. And now they won’t let Muslim’s think and those who think, they call insane. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! The world’s a Karballa, a desert dry; And Quran’s a river flowing by, And Ishtahad’s a water skin that’s cool and filled for thirsty men. Where is Abbas with what we need? His canteen was pierced with shafts of greed. Our thirst is not from lack of rain. Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Though martyrdom gave Abbas wings, Thirst remains and grief still stings. But tears alone won’t slake our thirst. Tears by themselves can make things worse. Who will stand? Who will try to speak The Truth ... To stand ... To die;
To cause a tyrant’s moon to wane? Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Hussein! Oh Allah Bless Muhammad’s Soul, And Rain Down Peace On His Household.
