In the Name of Allah, Most Gracious, Most Merciful
Memories of Khaybar and the rekindled fires of war,
When in darkness, the blood of martyrs was avenged.
Without the love of this world, we would have climbed all the peaks;
And to win, our swords, we never would of storage.
On the ashes of evil unpunished reborn hawks. The soldiers of Tawhid
raging fortify their cocoon.
In the fall of a tyrant, will be crowned a new despot.
Know that each officer is always a reflection of its people.
Memories of Hattin which rained down fire and lightning. For the ungodly
sirens, our ears are always remained deaf.
For Glory is built on the pillars of Islaam blessed.
history that is written in their blood dripping on our blades.
Terror responds to terror and death to death.
Memories of Badr and the brave who died for love.
torn Territories, border drawn by the pigs.
hear the footsteps of the Caliphate, which is preparing his return.
Memories of Grozny, and the world turned a blind eye.
Distant from the Faith, the Nation was a thousand leagues. For
have expanded the treasures of this fleeting world:
His money and his gold, its oil, diamonds and its chimeras.
From North Africa to China, the stronghold of the powerful emirates. Breathing the same pink
a new found hope.
from behind our walls, the nation will join the Prophet.
And the masters of a world will all be false dethroned.
Where the heart of my brother is my heart, and blood is my blood.
resurgent Caliphate stretching from Jakarta to Cairo.
When the black banners of Khorasan reappear.
Law of the Qur'an is light on the entire Earth.
: Abu-Hind 2011:: www.abu-hind.blogspot.com
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