Seeds Of Iblis - Sex With Muhammad's Corpse

Praise be to Iblis, the Lord of the Worlds
The beneficent, the merciful
Owner of the day of judgment
Thee we worship...
Thee alone we ask for help

Show us the straight path
The path of those whom thou
Hast favored
Not of those who earn thine
Anger...
Nor of those who astray...

Take this Sora... and invert the Hilal
Iblis will never be an enemy
Take this hadeeth... and invert the Hilal
Shaitan will never harm you
Take this Aya... and invert the Hilal
Seeds of Iblis welcome you...


The Sacrilege is our art
And Islam must be destroyed
These filthy mosques I will erase
These stupid books must be burnt

The Sacrilege is our religion
No ugly path will left to follow
Islam is fake... Islam is war
Islam is brutality...

Islam is a killing machine

Imagine the world... without lies
Think about it... with no Islam
Imagine the life... without Quran
Imagine the world... without mosques
Imagine the streets... without Muslims
Imagine the world... without lies

No Islam

Someday we'll make a war against the
Religious people
And we will win...
Purifying our homeland...
From the lies that we've been told
Purifying our homeland...

Someday we'll make a war...
Against the religious people
And we will win... And we will win...
Purifying our homeland

I am going there, into your shrine
I'll dig your grave, and make you mine...

Prophet Muhammad, I'll exhume you...

For the deed of Oath...
For the deed of Hate...

With your corroded skeleton
I'll rape your corpse with grudge
I'll let your endless lust melt your stinky remains...

With all the people you killed by faith
I carry this will for centuries
To profane your sacraments...

Sex... with prophet Muhammad's corpse