Lotus God
Cry beloved Hindus
Cause you lost your voice
Amidst the barbarian horde
We are few that survived
Some of us out of many
Only dared to fight
To them the fate that befell
Was truly a gruesome sight
As the throat was slit
With daggers cruel to slice
Cuts, piercing flesh so prime
Allah was avenged to delight
Arise, awake be counted right
for secular slumber is a blight
Weld, unite to congeal tonight
Motherland wants souls alight
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