A poor man With four daughters All wept in the sun
Daughter commits adultery Or so he was told Bought a knife and machette After friday's prayers They have become unhonourable Daughter must be killed
For your honour You will slaughter Every one of your daughters
For your honour You will slaughter It's you who should be slaughtered
Terror grips the steel with hunger Thirsting to avenge it's soiled pride I see a mad man
You take their lives away as they sleep The blade kisses at their throats Love bleeds without a chance to weep You take, you take their lives away
You're the man unrepentant Don't you realise You murdered your own children Call that honourable cause?
For your honour You will slaughter Every one of your daughters
For your honour You will slaughter It's you who should be slaughtered
Terror grips the steel with hunger Thirsting to avenge it's soiled pride I see a mad man
You take their lives away as they sleep The blade kisses at their throats Love bleeds without a chance to weep You take, you take their lives away
For your honour You will slaughter Every one of your daughters
For your honour You will slaughter It's you who should be slaughtered
Terror grips the steel with hunger Thirsting to avenge it's soiled pride I see a mad man
You take their lives away as they sleep The blade kisses at their throats Love bleeds without a chance to weep You take, you take their lives away
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