When The Five Fingers Curl To Make The Element Of A Fist,
It’s To Fight For Islam
Striving To Be The Best.
Islam is my SOUL
When The Five Fingers Curl To Make The Element Of A Fist,
It’s To Fight For Islam
Striving To Be The Best
When Voices Are Raised In The Masajid
It’s To Give The Azaan
Read The Namaaz
And To Follow Allah’s Bid.
To Allah Do We Turn In Times Of Desperate Need
We Follow His Path With The Messenger As The Lead.
You Can Make Us But Can’t Break Us
You Can Hate Us But Can’t Fake Us
Even Through Hurricanes We Keep Our Calm
Wouldn’t Be Like This, If It Wasn’t For Islam.
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