LRC歌词
In the name of Allah
The beneficent
The merciful
I bear witness
That there is no God but Allah
And that Muhammad is his messenger
This document is to serve both
As a testimony and statement
In the event I am made out
To be a liar for the content
That is revealed
On Friday 2nd November 2018
I received a text message from
One of my
From his mobile number 07
At 3.28pm saying
"Asalamualaikum hope you're well?
Hospital rang me
And I got to go back in Monday
As have been diagnosed
With tuberculosis
I have filled in
But thought I'd tell u"
To which I replied at 5.45pm saying
"Walaykum Salaam
I'm sorry to have read that & I pray
That Allah delivers you from it
Seek refuge in Allah, He's listening
Salaam Alaikum"
To which he replied at 5.50pm saying
"Walaikumasalaam my
I have left my health in God's hands
He knows best in shaa
Allah ul-aziz may my sins be forgiven
And if Ive ever hurt you plz 4give me"
Should these text messages
Be needed to be seen again
I have the original message
And a screenshot of them saved
I do not know when said
"And if Ive ever hurt you plz 4give me"
Was an actual admission of guilt on his part
At the time of reading his response to me
I personally doubted
That he knew EXACTLY
What he was asking me
To forgive him for
Because over twenty five years ago
When I was less than nine years old
In and around the year nineteen ninety six
When we were living at
With my Mama at work
He would sexually abuse me
By making me lie down on the floor
On my belly
Upstairs in the bedroom
Facing directly opposite the toilet
With my shorts on
And he would rub his erect penis
On my buttocks up and down
Until he ejaculated on to my shorts
He would then make me change my shorts
I presume now to stuff
Them into the washing machine
He called this "THE GAME"
His name would be DIMITRIUS
And my name would be LAYLA
I have lost count
Of how many times this happened
But it was so frequent
For the duration of us living at
It had gotten to a point
Where he would inflate two balloons
For me to stuff up my t-shirt
To simulate breasts
I do not know how this
"Game" even started
But only as an adult many
Many years later did I come
To realise what had actually happened to me
Despite moving to
I'm unable to currently
Recall the door number
But it was
And afterwards, then to
And then to
And then to
Before finally relocating back to
Manchester
I do not recall if this
"GAME" was ever played
At any one of these other
Addresses that we had lived at
In the event is confronted
With my recollection of these events
That I have described here
And he denies it
Then, will I consider making this public
I.E, reporting him
For sexual abuse on
Me as a child when he himself
Couldn't have been older
Than fifteen years of age
When he did this to me
And at the point of writing
I was in a clear state of mind
I was not, nor do
I consume any intoxicants
And I was not under
The influence of any narcotics
Banned substances
Nor was I under
Any duress to write this account
I have simply used
My spare time alone
To gather myself together
To detail this abuse at the hands of
In sharing my truth
I have released a heavy burden
And to some degree
This has been therapeutic
For me to finally write down
All that I can remember
That which I have kept
A secret for so long
I have no such motivations
Or feelings of spite to shame
For what he has done to me
If he is ever confronted
With my account
And he denies these ugly truths
Then he is solely accountable
For the potential damage
That I can imagine
This will cause him, his wife
His children and his extended family
If I were to make this statement public
Furthermore
I will not be made out to be a liar
And allow myself to remain a victim
He has the opportunity
To be man enough to admit his guilt
Or be a coward and lie
In him lying about this will it prompt me
To consider making this statement public
And report him to the police if needed
For physical identification purposes
By appearance is
Looking, ie
Etc, in skin tone
He has
With some
And or
That he usually keeps
Very
Or
All over
He's around
With A
Build
And has
And or
I believe he has also legally
Changed his birth name from
And he also goes by the nicknames of
Or
I do not know where in the city
He lives but I'm sure that won't be
An issue should this document
Be submitted to the police
Or made public etc
All praises be to Allah
My name is Billal
And this is my oldest secret
The beneficent
The merciful
I bear witness
That there is no God but Allah
And that Muhammad is his messenger
This document is to serve both
As a testimony and statement
In the event I am made out
To be a liar for the content
That is revealed
On Friday 2nd November 2018
I received a text message from
One of my
From his mobile number 07
At 3.28pm saying
"Asalamualaikum hope you're well?
Hospital rang me
And I got to go back in Monday
As have been diagnosed
With tuberculosis
I have filled in
But thought I'd tell u"
To which I replied at 5.45pm saying
"Walaykum Salaam
I'm sorry to have read that & I pray
That Allah delivers you from it
Seek refuge in Allah, He's listening
Salaam Alaikum"
To which he replied at 5.50pm saying
"Walaikumasalaam my
I have left my health in God's hands
He knows best in shaa
Allah ul-aziz may my sins be forgiven
And if Ive ever hurt you plz 4give me"
Should these text messages
Be needed to be seen again
I have the original message
And a screenshot of them saved
I do not know when said
"And if Ive ever hurt you plz 4give me"
Was an actual admission of guilt on his part
At the time of reading his response to me
I personally doubted
That he knew EXACTLY
What he was asking me
To forgive him for
Because over twenty five years ago
When I was less than nine years old
In and around the year nineteen ninety six
When we were living at
With my Mama at work
He would sexually abuse me
By making me lie down on the floor
On my belly
Upstairs in the bedroom
Facing directly opposite the toilet
With my shorts on
And he would rub his erect penis
On my buttocks up and down
Until he ejaculated on to my shorts
He would then make me change my shorts
I presume now to stuff
Them into the washing machine
He called this "THE GAME"
His name would be DIMITRIUS
And my name would be LAYLA
I have lost count
Of how many times this happened
But it was so frequent
For the duration of us living at
It had gotten to a point
Where he would inflate two balloons
For me to stuff up my t-shirt
To simulate breasts
I do not know how this
"Game" even started
But only as an adult many
Many years later did I come
To realise what had actually happened to me
Despite moving to
I'm unable to currently
Recall the door number
But it was
And afterwards, then to
And then to
And then to
Before finally relocating back to
Manchester
I do not recall if this
"GAME" was ever played
At any one of these other
Addresses that we had lived at
In the event is confronted
With my recollection of these events
That I have described here
And he denies it
Then, will I consider making this public
I.E, reporting him
For sexual abuse on
Me as a child when he himself
Couldn't have been older
Than fifteen years of age
When he did this to me
And at the point of writing
I was in a clear state of mind
I was not, nor do
I consume any intoxicants
And I was not under
The influence of any narcotics
Banned substances
Nor was I under
Any duress to write this account
I have simply used
My spare time alone
To gather myself together
To detail this abuse at the hands of
In sharing my truth
I have released a heavy burden
And to some degree
This has been therapeutic
For me to finally write down
All that I can remember
That which I have kept
A secret for so long
I have no such motivations
Or feelings of spite to shame
For what he has done to me
If he is ever confronted
With my account
And he denies these ugly truths
Then he is solely accountable
For the potential damage
That I can imagine
This will cause him, his wife
His children and his extended family
If I were to make this statement public
Furthermore
I will not be made out to be a liar
And allow myself to remain a victim
He has the opportunity
To be man enough to admit his guilt
Or be a coward and lie
In him lying about this will it prompt me
To consider making this statement public
And report him to the police if needed
For physical identification purposes
By appearance is
Looking, ie
Etc, in skin tone
He has
With some
And or
That he usually keeps
Very
Or
All over
He's around
With A
Build
And has
And or
I believe he has also legally
Changed his birth name from
And he also goes by the nicknames of
Or
I do not know where in the city
He lives but I'm sure that won't be
An issue should this document
Be submitted to the police
Or made public etc
All praises be to Allah
My name is Billal
And this is my oldest secret
文本歌词
In the name of AllahThe beneficentThe mercifulI bear witnessThat there is no God but AllahAnd that Muhammad is his messengerThis document is to serve bothAs a testimony and statementIn the event I am made outTo be a liar for the contentThat is revealedOn Friday 2nd November 2018I received a text message fromOne of myFrom his mobile number 07At 3.28pm saying"Asalamualaikum hope you're well?Hospital rang meAnd I got to go back in MondayAs have been diagnosedWith tuberculosisI have filled inBut thought I'd tell u"To which I replied at 5.45pm saying"Walaykum SalaamI'm sorry to have read that & I prayThat Allah delivers you from itSeek refuge in Allah, He's listeningSalaam Alaikum"To which he replied at 5.50pm saying"Walaikumasalaam myI have left my health in God's handsHe knows best in shaaAllah ul-aziz may my sins be forgivenAnd if Ive ever hurt you plz 4give me"Should these text messagesBe needed to be seen againI have the original messageAnd a screenshot of them savedI do not know when said"And if Ive ever hurt you plz 4give me"Was an actual admission of guilt on his partAt the time of reading his response to meI personally doubtedThat he knew EXACTLYWhat he was asking meTo forgive him forBecause over twenty five years agoWhen I was less than nine years oldIn and around the year nineteen ninety sixWhen we were living atWith my Mama at workHe would sexually abuse meBy making me lie down on the floorOn my bellyUpstairs in the bedroomFacing directly opposite the toiletWith my shorts onAnd he would rub his erect penisOn my buttocks up and downUntil he ejaculated on to my shortsHe would then make me change my shortsI presume now to stuffThem into the washing machineHe called this "THE GAME"His name would be DIMITRIUSAnd my name would be LAYLAI have lost countOf how many times this happenedBut it was so frequentFor the duration of us living atIt had gotten to a pointWhere he would inflate two balloonsFor me to stuff up my t-shirtTo simulate breastsI do not know how this"Game" even startedBut only as an adult manyMany years later did I comeTo realise what had actually happened to meDespite moving toI'm unable to currentlyRecall the door numberBut it wasAnd afterwards, then toAnd then toAnd then toBefore finally relocating back toManchesterI do not recall if this"GAME" was ever playedAt any one of these otherAddresses that we had lived atIn the event is confrontedWith my recollection of these eventsThat I have described hereAnd he denies itThen, will I consider making this publicI.E, reporting himFor sexual abuse onMe as a child when he himselfCouldn't have been olderThan fifteen years of ageWhen he did this to meAnd at the point of writingI was in a clear state of mindI was not, nor doI consume any intoxicantsAnd I was not underThe influence of any narcoticsBanned substancesNor was I underAny duress to write this accountI have simply usedMy spare time aloneTo gather myself togetherTo detail this abuse at the hands ofIn sharing my truthI have released a heavy burdenAnd to some degreeThis has been therapeuticFor me to finally write downAll that I can rememberThat which I have keptA secret for so longI have no such motivationsOr feelings of spite to shameFor what he has done to meIf he is ever confrontedWith my accountAnd he denies these ugly truthsThen he is solely accountableFor the potential damageThat I can imagineThis will cause him, his wifeHis children and his extended familyIf I were to make this statement publicFurthermoreI will not be made out to be a liarAnd allow myself to remain a victimHe has the opportunityTo be man enough to admit his guiltOr be a coward and lieIn him lying about this will it prompt meTo consider making this statement publicAnd report him to the police if neededFor physical identification purposesBy appearance isLooking, ieEtc, in skin toneHe hasWith someAnd orThat he usually keepsVeryOrAll overHe's aroundWith ABuildAnd hasAnd orI believe he has also legallyChanged his birth name fromAnd he also goes by the nicknames ofOrI do not know where in the cityHe lives but I'm sure that won't beAn issue should this documentBe submitted to the policeOr made public etcAll praises be to AllahMy name is BillalAnd this is my oldest secret
