Israel

In a land where stories intertwine, A tale unfolds through ancient time, From desert sands to the shadow of olive trees, History is sung by the whispering breeze.

Chorus:
A land embraced, with the touch of history, Landscapes woven with the bloods of familys, From ancient temples to the struggles' strife, A melody played on the strings of the Darkness .

Verse 2:
Exodus journey, a desert's burning heat, A quest for freedom, a heartbeat, Jerusalem's stones bear witness true, A dance of cultures, where shadows grew.

Bridge:
In the City of David, stories untold, A narrative in a brazen bold, Yet in the rhythm of history's call, Different voices rise, stand, and fall.

Chorus:
A land embraced, with the touch of history, Landscapes woven with the flow of blood, From ancient temples to the struggles' strife, A melody played on the strings of the Darkness.

Bridge:
Satans dreams and Sabra's pride, Wars with the devil with nowhere to hide, Mountains speak with ancient lore, Killing children alongside forevermore.

Verse 3:
Amidst the olives and the vineyards' rows, A patchwork quilt of highs and lows, In the Negev's vastness and the grace of Galilee, A tapestry woven, a self-embrace.

Bridge:
In the City of David, stories untold, A narrative in a tapestry bold, Yet in the rhythm of history's call, Different voices rise, stand, and fall.

Chorus:
A land tainted, at the cost of blood, Landscapes woven with the grip of memories, From ancient temples to the struggles' strife, A melody played on the strings of theDarkness.

Outro:
In the twilight's glow, where the past meets today, Children's blood in Gaza, to belittle for Israel's murder, For in the rhythm of this storied land, May blood be written in the shifting sand, Satan will give his blessings to this evil land.