Hatred in my heart,
I have to remove that hate,
I have to create self glory from burdens,
Every man for the self this days,
Hatred will have to end,
I will have to see my fate in God's perspective,
Whoever conquers,
Will be my son,
I will sit with him on my throne,
Tell me son that Iam making it,
Hatred in my heart is all fading,
That in my living heart and mind,
Hatred will fade,
Humanity will see Christ's glory at the Qiyama.
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