 Am I not Fatima? Masha'Allah, am I not? Despite your great rank, they asked witnesses The door wasn't burnt, Haq burnt to Ash's mother of Ahmed Wasn't done grieving him, they weren't content The young Sayyed was robbed of daylight He knew better death before he saw life In the near future, Masha'Allah would have been The great protector of his oppression Now he's in a tomb which once a cradle Smeared in blood, he cries, Am I criminal? Am I not? Brothers, am I not Fatima? Am I not Fatima? Angels are in awe of her pure greatness She teaches Mariam, she's Heaven's mistress She's light of Jannah, Heaven is in grief Paradise is dark till she finds relief She was the mercy for mankind's mercy How did you kill her? Right after the Nabi The most fragrant rose, divine was her birth Could one be so cruel to kindest of earth? What's be your response when God asks you then? Why did you kill him? He is Al-Muhsin, he is Al-Muhsin Am I not Fatima? Brothers, let me hear you, am I not? Masha'Allah, am I not Fatima? Am I? The house sets ablaze, the doors set a light They can't even breathe causing such a fright The sparks of fire burns her holy skin Yet she endures this just to prevent him The ashes gather, she can't breathe at all He kicks holy door to the ground, she falls She cries for filth, her ribs are broken The children watching and killed is Muhsin The people don't care, her children afraid While she is in plain, oh, her is her maid Oh, where is her maid? Am I not Fatima? Masha'Allah, am I not Fatima? The test tastes death before his first breath The final grandson and what's a harsh death He felt burning heat, the nail he was fed dying For mercy and was killed instead Zahra's ribs broken, whipped her weak body Then he slapped her face and killed her baby Ali arrested and dragged through the streets Zahra cried for help, bus was paid No heed, stretch hand to Ali Lays in agony, helpless in her state She cries, my baby, she cries, my baby Am I not Fatima? Masha'Allah, am I not Fatima? Gathering her strength, she heads to Mesjid To stop their vile plots and free her husband Streets of Medina, scented by her blood To the holy Mosque where prophets once stood Demands his release, or cause she didn't boke The earth starts to shake, Islam's oath They broke, raising her hand She says they've forgotten What the Christian said My prayers move mountains, Ali pleads to her She lowers her hands with a broken heart Stranged in the land, estranged in the land Am I not Fatima? Am I not Fatima? Masha'Allah, brothers, am I not? Now awaiting death, heads to prostration How will I tell father sins of his nation I'm the prophet's blood, not of the women How will they explain this dire oppression My face scarred with grief, I veil from Ali The severe pain, my Hussein dearly The nail which killed me, becomes a dagger It'll be head Hussein, and he'll be martyred In my last moments, I cry for Hussein Asghar and Muhsin, they share the same pain They share the same pain Am I not Fatima? Am I not Fatima? Masha'Allah, am I not Fatima? My spirit has come to Karbala, my son My arms ease your fall, shading you from sun O son, you're my child, take refuge in me From the bloodthirsty, I know you miss me Shimmer soon will come, I'll cover your eyes I know the pain of seeing Zainab's cries Dreaded time comes near, you lie on the plains I try to help you, I can't see you slain Every time he strikes, desperation grows Is there anyone left? Only Allah knows, only Allah knows Am I not Fatima? Am I not? Masha'Allah, am I not Fatima? O, Fatima! Hussein, Hussein, Hussein Oh, Hussein, oh, Zahraya Muhsceen