S-1 1187 The Warriors Song i am pro-life, that's just something i'll never hide, i'll stand against abortion, like i'll stand for my kids and my wife, or like i'll do for children and traditional family rights and i'm against slavery of animals and humans alike. i've been a vegan almost half of my life, i've decided i wanted no part of a culture that's so sick and misguided of a science that rapes life and lies to the benighted, that murders puppies and rabbits that have been purposely blinded. i've always found it hard to understand the senseless killing and this is senseless with the aim of increasing profits for business killing. so i don't mind the ALF fire bombing buildings, or research labs, or any other hellhole that's coming down, or macdonnalds, and wipe the smile off the clown. i don't oppose survival, i oppose sickness and all that's wrong and i stand by every warrior imprisoned, this is the warriors song!

S-1 1187 Would You See Then, What I See Now? I breed pain into the words i spit in this beat and memorized the best i could, all the wrongs that i did. i know that human beings tend to forget to avoid the suffering that makes it hard to regret. but hardship just comes with the part of those who want to be better in the eyes of our GOD. is the path to betterment not supposed to be hard? or are we blind to what's good instead of that which is not? my intention is to be patient, not angry, and do the best i can do for my friends and my family. when i was younger i dreamt of a perfect life but that idea of perfection has been changing with time. i never meant to go astray, and i still don't despite of everything i did, that today i won't. everything that i've ever wanted, is dead and gone, and now i'm at the beginning of where it all comes from. i have to train my mind and polish my heart like the greatest islamic masters of thought of all time. so naturally i gave up on my life and keep distance from Jahiliyya like the blade of knife. i'm 26 and i'm not changing directions for those i love i will sacrifice, it's my instinctive reaction i love all about the path of perfection i love my mother, and i owe her all my love and affection. the Qur'an teach us the mathematics of trust, and that's i why i break bread with my family first in the battle you were always there, watching my back that's why i love you, we will always be enfants de la guerre the pain we feel for the choices we've made will count as blessings if they were meant to better our faith. i miss my grandma, and i wish she was here but insh'Allah we'll meet in Paradise, GOD i hope that we're near. i'm not lonely but i fell in love with loneliness, i love to stay in the dark contemplating the emptiness, the immaterial is a spiritual place, the work of the Divine you see as random chaos in space. but i'm not leaving anyone here behind the most precious blood unites only my family and i. i breed only hope through the passage of time that insh'Allah you'll be smiling on the day that i die. i stand in deep silence most of the day reflecting on what it's like to be a muslim today. can we keep our modesty living surrounded by arrogance? can we be good right in the middle where evil is? i ask forgiveness to the Source of all power and mourn, like every muslim should, for that day in Karbala. i am certain that my path is my faith and that Allah is closer to me than my jugular vein.