They conspire in their caves in their envious world of emptiness

Preparing for Jihad to obey their desert god

They murder for belief to deflower 70 virgins

These "brave" Mudjahedeen brought Gaza in darknesss

Their God is a worm baptised in the blood of the prophet

On the hills of mount Sinai we meet in Armageddon

The laws of the Sharia will not impress upon us

Your holy army, blotted out, pounded into sand

In the napalm sea, the suns of Ismael bathe in flames

Is this the prophet's breed? Headless corpses return to dust

They have defiled our graves, their punishment will be endless

Our blistering napalm rain wipes them from the face of the earth

We desecrate the black stone

Slayer of Jihad

We do not obey their wretched desert God

We are impure

We are unrepentant, your final blasphemers

We distort your image of God

The walls of Jericho will fall again

We root out the seeds of the Mudjahedeen

The golden dome shall return to sand

"The blood of your forefathers shall be shed on mount Arafat

The bastard sons of Abraham shall never rise up again"

The laws of the Sharia will not impress upon us

Your holy army, blotted out pounded into sand

The pest of Arabia shall not overwhelm us

Their lustful prophet desecrates the innocent virginal skin

In my dreams I go back to the forest of flesh

Where the Ottomans lay slain before the cathedral of death

The sacred black stone, the black seeds of Jihad

We blaspheme in the presence of their backward desert God

Impalement is delightful, let us urinate on foes

We hammer the stake through the back of their throats

Face the flesh horizon, destructor, misantrophe

The corpses of the impaled Turks penetrate your hopes

They have defiled our graves, their pun