Heir of Mental Degeneration
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In a begging wind They're gangging weak minds Through the dick and their lie they poison our roots Stir our flesh with cannon That we will defend by blasphemy Clothed with his djellaba We'll make htme sing the sweats From the end of our blade, throught their throat Imam of evil eyes, perfidious, they will pay with their souls Calling to death under legion Damn timeless cancer The stones of their minarets Break under the devil's hammers Multiple-face embarrassment Once the mosques are ruined You'll defile the earth From your body rotten to the sick mind To want to reduce the disbelievers to slavery Your mind will be shattered
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Jul 05, 2026
The war is raging Under Your infernal jihâd Taking the life of innocent, woman and child To reach your heaven with your weakness and your lean body You die in battle same an insect Your mind falls into the abyss You Fall in what you think you're the way This path to multiple young virgins Bastard Arrived in this hell Suffering and heat Not from what your liar coran says The 72 alleged virgin In orgy with Satan all sodomised and raped as they want Enjoy it those damned dead Muslims Engaged in suffering
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Jul 05, 2026
Crawling around the black stone Feeling urine and lying These empty carcasses of spirits lament Waiting for death as liberation To reach Jannah, a chemical paradise, They create their own path, littered with dead bodies of kuffar. Mental illness is well called Islam The women they rape, beat and abuse are not enough to want to fuck children again. A dirty prophet married to a child A belief built on perversion Or these filthy beings dominate women and children Under the horrible name of muezzin and under the pain A prophet who marries has a nine-year-old child It is worth being the prophet, the prophet of pigs The prophet of pigs The prophet of pigs The prophet of pigs The prophet of pigs...
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Jul 05, 2026
Spirits gathering around my dead coil Infernal baptism, hungry for blood Drinking the wine of the tormented souls Howling for moon, sex with goats Possessed acts of the infernal ghoul Leading to destruction of the righteous I have been waiting over 1000 years Now it is time to rule with chaos Gods of war I am screaming to thee Gather the fierless soldiers of hate Conquer the land of light and love Spread the sand with enemies blood Master of war, the eternal terror The horny and the horned eternal lord Hear the praise of your platoon: (Kill for Satan, he wants blood, He is god, he is god) Millions of bodies lying on sand I have slaughtered and impaled them Hear the hymn now crossing the skies Satan is lord, for him we will die Mouth for war, death for doom Now it is time to feel the terror The horny and the horned eternal lord For your praise I raise my fucked-up sword!
Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Jul 05, 2026