Inheritance of arrogance
And when belief is its essence
How does one reach compromise?
So...through horse's knees let blood rise!
No matter which Prophet they assasinate
The God's message never dies stagnate
It flows down the ages in believer's veins
Either in body or spilt in Jerusalem's lanes.
I'm not the one who splits the Nile
Neither in a blink, who travels a mile
I'm a dust-cloud with angels as guards
A viral belief that spawns bravehearts