Song of Ishmael
Posted: Wed Mar 26, 2003 4:16 pm
The Lord did hear my suffering
and now they shed the blood
what started as a finger prick
became the strangest flood
The dark prince of our Holy Land
did turn his hand on us
he raped my daughter, killed my son
it didn't make him blush
My Feelings do upset me though
I do not know these men
but he who heard my suffering
will lead them out again
and now they shed the blood
what started as a finger prick
became the strangest flood
The dark prince of our Holy Land
did turn his hand on us
he raped my daughter, killed my son
it didn't make him blush
My Feelings do upset me though
I do not know these men
but he who heard my suffering
will lead them out again