Il testo della Iblīs

He was proud
And arrogant
Though he was better
He though he was better

You create
Me from fire
And he from clay
He said

He asked for respite till that day
But you don't have to run away

Before you
And behind
From your right
And from your left

He can whisper
Into your chest
But don't listen to him
Don't listen to him

He asked for respite till that day
But you don't have to run away