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
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