We Have Modernized, The Most Nasty Of Th ...

We have modernized, the most nasty of the age,
What does moral decency look for in the people of prostitution,
Whose hand is not clear who is in his pocket,
If it's not raining stones, it's on our heads.

His sect turned out to be another perverted sodomy,
The Afghan mountains turned pale with shame.

The land of Persia legitimized adultery,
The mullahs have become Allah, and the decree has been distributed.

The free world has a hood tied around his waist,
Harassment rape minds have become animals all over again.

What a shame, what a shame,
Such separation from the purpose of life,
Pig in the habit of eating feces for pleasure,
The astray humanity that sees pornography as normal.

The flood is flowing, pus, bloody, feces, filthy,
Ours makes ablution from running water.

He is neither afraid of God nor ashamed of his humanity,
The prostitution tribe, where all the harams of the past were committed.

Spit on the face of low humanity,
All humanity with a broken heart,
Humanity devoid of conscience,
Humanity does not hear, does not see, does not know.

Honors for sale in the slave market,
Satan is also the most dishonest in the field,
Sister she's your mother she's your demons
Bloodsuckers who ensnare and gnaw his Flesh.

From the oppressed to the needy orphan,
Is this done to the enemy?
Our Women by the State,
Is it sold in brothels?

Muslim or not,
Does the person make this thing the other person?

Don't be sad, sister.
It is not fate that brought you there,
You are the last to blame,
You are not guilty, you are the oppressed,
What really brought you down,
It is the society that is the prostitute.

Where are you, Omers, Conquerors,
Sayyids, Sofis, chant your dhikr,
Act your worship, Deceive your soul,
Is the one in need or the adulterer?
Playing the three monkeys?

Look, I have a sister, Fond Needy,
Somewhere out there, blood is dripping from inside,
God forgives me and cries,
Trying to survive for her child,
He goes to his house and prostrates at night without anyone seeing him.

He opens his hands to his Lord to the sky, he is ashamed, his prayers go to the sky,
He wants to get rid of, he is looking for a hand, he is looking for a time, he cannot find it.
Damn our humanity, our humanity, our silence,
My sisters, we are the ones who do not see you who are the real bitches.

Surely, our Lord will forgive and forgive those who take refuge in Him,
The world will not be left to these scoundrels, there will never be snow near the one who does it,
In the Judgment, the scales do not weigh the deeds of the heretics and oppressors.