ROAD OF DEATH!

Some people think death is easy

When we die we are planted then become soil

What is difficult is only in the world

Some people consider death a problem solver

But if there is no faith, the Sharia is ignored

Dying is very painful

Like the blow of three hundred swords

In the grave, he was beaten by munkar and nakir

In the fields of Masyar in Biar for hundreds of years

Undressed

The sun above the crown is very hot

No one helped

Each has no self

Finally, follow Sirotul Mustakim

Then fall into the fire

In hell will be eternal

Not measured by time anymore

Let us repent with this story

Let us prepare ourselves

So that we are safe from the suffering later

In the fields of Masyar in Biar for hundreds of years

Undressed

The sun above the crown is very hot

No one helped

Each has no self

Let us repent with this story

Let us prepare ourselves

So that we can be safe from that suffering later.