Iklwa کے بول

Blood for the king we offer As consolidated by his pulse His eyes have foreseen The strategy to victory Death will be become Our constant companion Embrace the enemy With blood stenched iklwas Fear is on their side Show them no mercy Inside your eyes Reflect the burning souls you've taken The drought has confined us Blood for the cracks we offer For land and water We shall kill Death will be become Our constant companion Embrace the enemy With blood stenched iklwas Fear is on their side Show them no mercy Inside your eyes Reflect the burning souls you've taken Iklwa The stabbing blade Iklwa The stabbing blade Iklwa The stabbing blade Iklwa The stabbing blade Die, die, die, die