We’re ready to sell

But will anyone pay the price to buy you?

Who will buy from us?

These corrupt traitors of the Ummah…

Who will buy from us?

These useless figures of cowardice…

These insults to the Ummah

Whose betrayal is known to all…

We will appraise your value

But who to offer for sale?

Loyal Guard dogs are worthier than you

Mules that carry load are more valuable

Chickens bred for a feast are superior to you

Even shoes worn in the feet are more admirable

You’re nowhere near as notable

As a trust-worthy slave

Then who will buy you?

Though we’re ready to sell…

Certainly, you have no buyer

Certainly, you have no worth

Verily, we feel safer the further you go

We feel more respected, the distant you get

O traitors of our Ummah!

It wouldn’t trouble us the least

If you all perish without warning

We will be grateful!