Sheet of Glass

Long ago

In kinder times

There lived a man

With a peaceful mind

 

Who saw a need

For make believe

In a world without control

 

He wrote a tale

Of a diety

 

Gave it all

Away for free

 

And now we know

It was meant to be

 

A fucking time bomb

A fucking violent

 

Escapade of mayhem on Allah’s Decree

With all the

Zealots and fanatics on a killing spree

You see it’s

Life long

For the

Head strong

When they decide who lives and who dies

 

You know that

What they need

Is human blood

For their god to feed upon

 

So maybe we should take this opportunity

To turn the caliphate into a

Sheet of glass

 

You ever see their people in their cities at home?

They kill the irreligious and they butcher their own

For a made up god

With a crap Jihad

And a love for making people explode

 

Kill the bright

And stamp out the thinking mind

Because that’s the way to fabricate the

 

System where the villains have complete control

To turn their fuckin’ country to another shit hole

Where they oversee holy savagery

Allah’s inquisition unfolds

 

You know that

What they need­­­­­

Is human blood

For their god to feed upon

 

So maybe we should take this opportunity

To turn them all into a

Sheet of glass

 

Muhammad’s minions have lost their minds

Psychopath to glory

The modern world is going to leave them to rot

But if not

Then all we’ve got to do is

Turn the key

 

And with a word

We can immolate the whole population

And announce that we have

Set them free

 

But watch out

We wouldn’t want to lead them to their salvation

And be trapped with them in heaven for

Eternity

 

Salaam

We come in peace

We bring order through blood in the streets

Soon the whole Ummah will know freedom

 

Oh, we respect your beliefs

Your bloodthirsty laws and your secret police

Time for the rivers to flow

Evil people

Jahannam

 

Escapade of mayhem on Allah’s Decree

With all the

Zealots and fanatics on a killing spree

You see it’s

Life long

For the

Head strong

When they decide who lives and who dies

 

Long ago

In kinder times

There lived a man

With a peaceful mind

 

Who saw a need

For make believe

In a world without control

 

You ever see their people in their cities at home?

They kill the irreligious and they butcher their own

For a made-up-god

With a crap Jihad

And a love for making people explode

 

I believe

What they need

Is an atomic bomb

For their god_ to feed_ upon

 

To make them all

What they were meant to be

A sheet of glass

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