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Jus Ad BellumGods, ensure that the Eastern dawn is red and free from the GodlessTorn from faithless sons of the Desert Storm, And from our ancient creed of the jackal- born Who dictates that his Holy word is just. The unbelievers’ decadence shall die in flames of lLust. Two aeons prove that the Brotherhood and legacy is pure! So strike down the Blasphemer and Infidel - be swift - be sure! Onward to jihad! Face the All-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife A nation toasts its’ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride- Three colours dyed -Take on the Oath! Hear no - See no - Speak no evil - live your life for the cause A forge of deeds to be swift undone - A thousand blessed holy wars. You earned your place in the great beyond The Invaders blood sinks into the sand - Force the Territory - Claim the land! Onward to jihad! Face the all-consuming dread Your fatted calf is hung and bled Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife. A nation toasts its‘ lazy sons Whilst something wicked this way comes Sceptered pride - Three colours dyed - Take on the Oath! Face now the East and shriek your prayers to the light of a thousand flares To the carapace and Armalite set out in pairs - to the One True law. Covered heads with empty eyes, tear down their heaven from Western skies. Sing to the glory of the pale demise of their nations’ whore. Brothers Arise! Die and Bear the mark Least we drown in the tide of the rising dark. When led by fools the strongest cower and fall to their knees. A red cross quartering a field of white Set against the Crescent and the force of night. Cry “God” for Harry, and let us unite Whilst victory is still ours to seize. |