Lyrics:

Tried to live under the cloth like freak**lf**And breathe the threads of costly silk and precious gems**lf**My pale skin untouched by sunlight beams**lf**Is weary of your hands and your seraglio''s lamps**lf****lf**I tear the veil upon my flesh**lf**Disrupting upper hand**lf**I could not be your friend**lf**Bending knees as slave**lf**Calling you my Bahadir**lf**For the final time**lf**Did you think of your end-point**lf**When choosing me to satisfy?**lf**Out of time to press alarm call bell**lf**Your hands are both cut off and bleeding crimson rain**lf**Scream is dumb from your demanding mouth**lf**Cross gag made of my burqa, do you like its taste?**lf****lf**[Interlude]**lf**Sanctity is nothing against freedom**lf**I would rather die by hunger but escape**lf**Let''s rejoice my birth, my lively morphing**lf**Sing with me and play my wicked game**lf****lf**I tear the veil upon my flesh**lf**Disrupting upper hand**lf**I could not be your friend**lf**Bending knees as slave**lf**Calling you my Bahadir**lf**For the final time**lf**Did you think of your end-point**lf**When choosing me to satisfy?