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Allah's hordes are gathered for their very last procession
Popping out from nowhere they're preparing for the fight

Prayers of hate wail silent waking dragons of possession
As warriors fed on anger fan the hellfire in the night

These bloodhounds fight each other, upon this playground of destruction
If you see them bleeding, are they worth the tears you shed?

The death machine they brought to life, (their best ever done construction)
Before you prey upon the weak, can't you kill yourself instead?

Those who have been made of dust
To dust they shall return
And if your children burst in flames, my friend
Don't you think something's going wrong?
There are so many rooms to rent in hell
For those who died the martyr's death
For evil seed they sew with pride
Until the breath their dying breath

Sacrificed upon the altar of destruction
Are these words you worship worth the blood you shed?
Kingdom built upon the ground of deconstruction
The wind shall carry far the psalms sung for the dead

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