...For save me from hellfire.." The last words at sunset.
All together the jewel box of pure sand..
A few specs on the finger
The sacrifice of 1400 years from the shores of the mighty battlefield of kerbala
On the lips of the fasting.
A thirst for forgiveness of centuries
All soothed with the few specs of sand so sweet
For at sunset as the moonlight dawns..
Oh so pure as the cool breeze of forgiveness rises.