Lyrics Remnants of a Burnt Mosque - Weapon
For
the
insolence
of
kin,
Why
absorb
all
guilt
and
lies?
Soar
through
the
incipit
Left
Hand
Path
Through
fierce,
alchemical
heights.
When
you
crave
power
and
naked
flesh,
Does
venom
inflame
your
seed?
Curse
the
weakling
bringer
of
virtue,
Carve
his
righteous
skin.
Fornicate!
Desecrate!
Pillars
of
illusions.
Eradicate!
Subjugate!
Pillars
of
illusions.
Dwelling
in
the
paradise
lost,
I
serve
a
singular
force
of
dark
might.
Spawned
within
the
womb
of
unrest,
My
mind
was
shaped
in
a
chalice
of
incest.
With
pride
I
grip
the
torch
that
He
bestowed!
In
malice
I
ignite
their
holy
sacraments.
My
strength
- rooted
in
LUCIFER'S
Sigil,
My
reward:
the
Seal
of
His
Doctrine.
I
am
awake,
it's
not
a
dream!
A
dead
empire,
such
exquisite
lust;
The
incense
shook
my
infant
paradigm
-
Infected
reek
of
a
violated
hejab.
There
lies
your
feeble,
limp
prophet,
A
crushed
heap
of
purity
and
prayers;
Asphyxiated
and
mutilated
messenger,
Thrust
into
SATAN'S
vile
intolerance.
See
the
Leviathan
lake
of
skulls?
A
crimson
saga
of
Muslims
burned!
While
Mohammad
weeps
(like
a
broken
parasite,)
(And)
Only
the
dead
whisper
Allahu
- Akbar.
From
the
remnants
of
this
burnt
mosque,
A
coven
erected
for
the
Reaper
sublime.
Recite
with
me,
the
sacred
verses;
As
the
outer
sphere
erupts
and
subsides:
"As
I
feel
the
elements
of
SATAN'S
eminence,
Earth,
fire,
wind
and
water
succumb
as
one!
Beware
the
drums
that
thunder
this
plane,
Echoing
failure
of
the
bastard
son.
Oh
chastised
Mujrim,
you
will
bow
to
me
-
The
blood
of
Cain
runs
through
my
veins!
For
I
am
the
rightful
ruler
of
this
realm:
Bismi
Iblis
‒ in
the
name
of
the
Fallen
Angel!"
Vast
deserts
covered
in
ashes
and
bones,
Oceans
deep
narrate
The
Reaper's
Ordain;
In
sinister
shadows
the
raven
departs,
Over
the
night
sky,
guided
by
lunar
helms.
The
Scythe
of
Gnosis
may
be
the
salvation
we
seek,
Alas;
so
easily
unseen
mere,
mortal
constraints;
To
tread
the
obscure
path
that
Darkness
commands
-
Our
binding
flesh
is
the
mosque
that
must
be
burned.
There
lies
your
feeble,
limp
prophet,
A
crushed
heap
of
purity
and
prayers;
Asphyxiated
and
mutilated
messenger,
Thrust
into
SATAN'S
vile
intolerance
See
the
Leviathan
lake
of
skulls?
A
crimson
saga
of
Muslims
burned!
While
Mohammad
weeps
(like
a
broken
parasite,)
(And)
Only
the
dead
whisper
Allahu
- Akbar.
"Read
the
scripture,
Of
Death
and
Woe.
Evil
triumphs;
My
word
is
law."
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