Time to suffer for your sins,
As angels spread their darkened wings.
Screaming out "We Have Arrived!"
As bombs are falling from the skies.
Unholy ritual, fratricide,
In the name of your god, genocide.
Brainwashed when you were born,
Your mind is rotten to the core.
At the age of sixteen off to fight, under the Syrian sun,
World Jihad, holy war, your only friend's your gun.
Murder, rape, decapitations for an imaginary god.
You're nothing but cannot fodder, in the desert you will rot.
Toxic genocide.
In pain you will die.
Suffer for your sins,
As Yperite burns your skin.
In quest of seventy virgins,
You fight the holy fight.
Blinded by your warped belief,
Killing all in sight.
Put in the frontline, you're first to go
When the enemy comes.
When Mustard gas does its job
And perforates your lungs.
Toxic genocide.
In pain you will die.
Suffer for your sins,
As Yperite burns your skin.
Now burn!
Time to suffer for your sins.
Angels spread their darkened wings.
Screaming out "We Have Arrived!" as blood is raining from the skies.
At the age of sixteen off to fight, under the Syrian sun,
World Jihad, holy war, your only friend's your gun.
Murder, rape, decapitations for an imaginary god.
You're nothing but cannot fodder, in the desert you will rot.
Toxic genocide.
In pain you will die.
Suffer for your sins,
As Yperite burns your skin.
Writer(s): Stephan Gebedi
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