I am the sword
I am the sword of justice
I am a soldier
Soldier of god
Ambassador of death creator of chaos
My name is wrath my language terror
I spread fear
I spill blood
I bring the fire to the godless ones
I am the lord
I am the lord of war
I am the martyr
I am twelve years old
Allahu akbar
I am his loyal son
They made me the chosen one
To bring grief and death
Allahu akbar
I am the offering
My flesh belongs to thee
Count one two three
Bang-red lightning shock waves
Streaming people at the market place
Black smoke burnt flesh broken class
Dismembered mothers and children
What a glorious day indeed
Today i'll find the end of the brave
Allahu akbar
I am his loyal son
Should I be the praised one?
In this chaos of grief and death
Allahu akbar
And I'm coughing blood
My body is getting cold
And my heart beats weaker
Is this the way I want to be remembered?
Am I really on the stairway to paradise?
Where are the virgin blessings from above?
Forever I will suffer the pain of slow suicide death
Bang-red lightning shock waves screaming people at the market place
Black smoke burnt flesh broken class
Dismembered mothers and children
What a glorious day indeed
Today i'll find the end of the brave
Allahu akbar!
Allahu akbar!