Dwelled in a feckless prayer Dreams for Jihad have been slayed Prepare for Ohol to destroy What is left beyond Behold! The termination (of) believers Eating their industrial waste From Beyond! Arrived his disciples To see his ideals crumble In the womb of his caring mother As the crescents were burnt We damned Kuteybe's filthy soul And his inferior kin Hailed for the cruel Marched for an end To the sequel! Buried the soul Kept the holiness Burning in fire Uproot to the core Where it dwells Envenom! A will of the wisp Vile religious cause Into hell! Preposterous dream Will be perished From the nature! Burn the crescents! Poison them! With their own waste