They want to divide our land,
They want to own our sand.
Come my brother, put your hand,
See history, we 're grand.
They distort muslim culture,
Savege, maletreat, against the nature.
Muslims are naive,
Kill innocent and leave.
No, no, Our land is the core of civilization,
Old glory of the best nation,
We seek to unit,
The cunning fox can disunit.
The die is cast,
Time will be fast.
For entity, we glorify,
One hand is to unify.
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