(Verse 1) Israeli war criminals will not be pardoned Only a bullet to the back of the head is what I promise The faces of martyrs won’t escape my thoughts Israelis aim their missiles at hospitals and mosques They have no honor they cut off the water USA funded missiles kill mothers & daughters More than 70 journalists & countless doctors No one is safe even babies are martyred Genocide in Palestine is what AmeriKa sponsored Why the f*ck was there a concert by an open air prison Why are Zionists there to fuckin begin with.!? Shelling refugee camps over and over Rockets get launched straight from the shoulders of men that are masked with discipline and steadfast the payback is near cuz revenge is sacred every faction unified for Philistine’s liberation Illegal occupation over 70 summers the Zionist project it’s days are numbered it’s still uncles & brothers covered under rubble Jihad armed struggle in them Gaza tunnels (Chorus) Palestina will win Palestina will win Every Palestinian will be avenged Palestina will win Palestina will win Uniformed Shaitāns won’t escape the revenge Victory is all we ask for Only Allah knows if this is the last war (Verse 2) The trauma doesn’t leave me every evening is sleepless Memories of ambulances paramedics blown to pieces An Arab little boy sees death on every corner Israelis killed his parents He grew to a be warrior, now they label ‘em a terrorist The State of “Isn’t Real” is what we’re condemning for its ethnic cleansing Permission to fight has been granted it’s a blessing We will never forget all the babies turnt to dust Retaliation is a must in the Al-Aqsa Flood 
Trust the resistance & all its decisions Different color bandanas unified for the mission Honorable men shatter every iron sword that the settlers hold Let Israelis know we’re here to settle a score It’s all Palestinian land that the Zionists stole But western narratives keep the masses uninformed Only a casket awaits the Zionists in uniform For banning Palestinians from returning to their home Every road is blown up destroyed & cratered But we struggle for land, liberation, & Creator Refusal of displacement refusal to surrender Every single olive grove we’ve sworn to defend ‘em And I promise I promise that the rockets won’t miss ‘em So put me to death if I ever forgive em (Chorus) (Comrade speaking in Arabic) The people of Gaza are most deserving of that acknowledgment — respect Regardless of the circumstance the sun is a symbol for a new day and opportunity Greetings to Phillistine (Chorus)
