‘Till my death and in my grave Ya Hussien(A.) I’ll say

I’ll be crying for Hussien(A.S) even when I am risen on Judgement day

When I goto Heaven and when Heaven accepts me

I’ll have a condition and that is to do Hussiens(A.S) azadari

So brothers come cry for Hussien(A.S) and learn to say Ya Ali(A.S)

This is the oath you have to take to join the army of Ya Mahdi (may Allah hasten his appearance)

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Look in my heart,in half you will see love for Hussain(A.S),
No other love in my heart cant feel no one elses pain,
Look in the other half and you will see love for Ali(A.S),

No other emotions in my heart can there ever be,
Why? How? You may ask me,
If you knew them like I do there is nothing else in life that this mahmood can see.  

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Oh Allah for Hussien why do our brothers never cry
Why for Amir ul Momineen Imam Ali with grief are their hearts never filled
Which tyrant can have a tear in his eye
For the martyr he has oppressed and the martyr he has killed.

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Without Ali and Hussain who would want to live this life
For help who would one turn too in times of trouble and strife
Mahmood would rather die a foetus in the womb and not be born at all
Than live if there was no Hussain to cry for and no Ali for help to call

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A martyrs blood or a scholars ink,
Which is better hmmm let me think,
Ones people read the others revolution does breed,
Ones does teach and the others our soul does reach,
For those who write well your words give us knowledge and make us wise,
But the blood of a martyr never dries,
Now what about a martyr whose blood is the ink from which man La Ilaha Illallah does realise,
Oh Hussien your blood alone does give us the route to Paradise.

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Oh Allah if in heaven I cannot cry for Hussein
What good will this heaven be if it stops from feeling his pain
If in heaven I cannot mourn him then in heaven I cannot dwell
If I cannot cry for Hussien in heaven Then oh Allah please send this Mahmood to hell.

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Oh dear brothers you’ll never understand the love of Hussein
Yet it is very simple dear brothers its so very plain
If Josephs father could cry to blindness for the loss of his son
How can you justify it as bid3aat when we cry for Hussein’s martyrdom
Did Jacob sin when he cried so excessively till he went blind
A Prophet was he, from Allah he was a sign,
Sin could he? no never not in Allahs perfect design
cry once just once for Hussein
oh brothers in these tears the aroma of heaven you shall find

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This is the land the land of Kerbala
This is the day the day of Ashura
Hussien goes to battle after death of all
Yet he stands for Allah he stands their tall
Attacked by thousands with spears and knives
Hussien is dying hear the cries
The time has come for Hussien to die
My heart is breaking blood I am starting to cry
After all the troubles on this day
The despots speak and they start to say
We avenge the death of forefathers before
We want Muhammeds blood we want even more
This sacrifice of Hussain is what you envy and jealous of this you are
300 million people crying and screaming Ya Hussain and only
He is Islams golden star
No leaders could ever emulate his feat
In fact they are not even worth the dust left underneath his feet
Oh Hussain my master thank you for saving the ensaan
Your sacrifices for us is why we still have the Quran
Oh enemies of Ali please appreciate what our Imam has done
Or are you still yazidis and like you know who from battles do you run
Whichever you adhere too well they are both just the same
How could you cry, murders don’t cry for their victims and surely you killed our beloved Imam Hussien

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The sands are hot I am falling please help me mum
Look now I am alone its so hot I feel the rays of the sun
My brothers is gone my back broken where is Akber my son
I am calling for help no answer no one
I have been hit a thousand times my blood is gushing into my eyes
Zainab and Kulthom I can hear your cries
How can I help you all these spears and knives
I am falling mother and the ground is hot
I have suffered I have suffered I have suffered a lot
Oh father Ali blood in my eyes I cannot see
They have kicked cut and beaten me
They are about to strike me on my throat
They are slaying me as if I am a goat
Do they not understand
I have drank from the prophets hand
I wonder what you said when shimr came
To severe your head-and spill the blood of Hussain
When the strike does hit you oh hit you Hussain
My heart does tear I can not take this pain
I do your aza while I take your name
Every minute of my life Ya Hussain Ya Hussain Ya Hussain

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