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Your roots plunged in time

You've gone through the ages

On your stones reigns have leant

Mankind has seen your glory

Zealots cut your roots

Your stones eradicated

Centuries now wiped out

We now behold your agony

Halab, Halab

We now surrender you

To the leftovers of history

Pictures of past greatness

Floating over ash heaps

Behind the smoke screen

The sun always rise