When the guilty kills the innocent To usurp Islamic Government, Should not a Muslim cry in pain?
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn
Reflect on Husayns flawless fame.
Reflect on Yazeed, steeped in shame. Shall not the heart be pierced by woe,
When the Khalif is Al-Islams foe?
Oh what a dark, sad thought to bear, It breaks the heart, moves joy to tear. Thats why our tears fall down like rain.
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
A heart of stone is too hard to cry. A mind thats closed wont 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 Grace
Wont hide from Truth, cant hide the pain.
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn
The Khalif chose vile tricks, and lies. Husayn chose death, not compromise. This Prophets son would not bow down; Preferring death to being bound To evil hinds Satanic Son. So with his death
The Imam won. Islams loss was Islams gain.
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
Oh how brave To give up life for Islams 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.
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
The leader of The Gardens Youth Was murdered by a drunk uncouth. Understand the scene my friend; An angel murdered by a jinn.
A jinn who held the Ummahs reins; A womanizer half insane
Condemned to death The Chaste Husayn.
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
Though martyrdom gave Abbas wings, Thirst remains and grief still stings. But tears alone wont 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 tyrants moon to wane?
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
Husayn! Husayn! Husayn! Husayn!
