Children of Palestine
come to the walls
Press your ears close
and await your freedom
Listen to the trembling ground
Ready your slingshots
and recite the Qur'an
Stand tall like the olive tree
Bend with its branches
Your freedom is coming
For these walls will fall
and if not today
you will fly up as doves and kiss the sky
and forget the torments of this life
In your flight
You will hear a man fall
from his precious tank
carrying weapons
and all of his armor
crushing his spine from his gluttony
screaming
and begging
and pleading with God
but God has no mercy for the merciless
You will sore above him
the truth makes his ears bleed
he will be ground to dust
made up again
and be ground to dust
Your freedom is coming
For these walls will fall
and if not today
you will fly up as doves and kiss the sky
and forget the torments of this life
and upon your flight
your people will reclaim your lands
your waters your soil your streams your hills
your plants your animals your stories your history
your people your life your blood your soul
God's land for you will be yours again
and you will testify against those who
stayed in their homes
stayed in their mansions
to throw their money
and count their sons
and who clasped their hands together
in glee
who drank with the enemy
who danced with shaytan
who held hands with evil
and who kissed the cheeks of cruelty
they will awaken with widened eyes
in darkness
clasping their hands together
in utter fear
they did not know this day would come
they did not believe this day would come
yet their testimony is written pulled up on a plank
blowing in the wind made for all to see
but them
You will stand before them
and the truth makes their ears bleed
The trumpet will sound and pierce the sky
but for these men it will pierce their hearts
it will penetrate their temples
crack down their bodies
and split them in two
For that is all they ever were
half-men
Remember David
who threw the stone
and killed a man many fold stronger
Who through his faith
Won the battle
Who won the kingdom
O Mighty soldiers
O soldiers of God
Throw your stones
Your freedom is coming
For these walls will fall
and if not today
you will fly up as doves and kiss the sky
and forget the torments of this life
