Another day in Babylon – waiting for salvation from oppression, poverty and exploitation.
Some praying to a white, bearded mystery God up in the sky, believing the lies of false prophets
and preachers who argue that there’s redemption in suffering and death.
Others, tricked by the illusion of Dajjal, having been sold defeat, moral decay and slavery
as victory, advancement, and freedom – bow to the modern Idols of Politicians and Celebritys,
believing the ballot box to be the new messiah.
Another day, like EVERY day that’s gone before. And still there’s no hope to be seen.
The gears of their heartless machine continue to grind forward, as their wheels of destruction trample all life asunder.
And still we wait. Every day, victims of their tyranny. Living and dying under their blasphemy.
500 years in this land they’ve reigned. And even longer in the lands from where they came.
Oh, how their wickedness has spread like the plague. So much death. So many graves.
And even after all these years, the wounds still cut deep.
From their unholy crusades, to this country’s so called "discovery."
BLOOD stains every page of their history.
500 nations wiped away. Victims of genocidal, racist policy. TORTURE, MURDER, RAPE.
The cold routine of everyday.
Meanwhile the earth – and all LIFE upon it – takes the brunt of humanity’s trials and tribulations. Species are hunted to extinction. Forests clear cut. Oceans polluted. And every day, the butcher wields his knife, taking more and more life, as man devours all creation from off the earth.
And through it all, still we wait. Praying for the intervention of the divine, but doing nothing to change our lives.
Still believing in a Heaven up in the sky.
Sealing our hearts to whats right in front of our eyes.
And just like those that came before – we’ll go to our graves
leaving our children to suffer the same
For too many lives have passed away, thinking of being saved
It is in our hands to decide our fate
To abandon paradise for this hell we made ourselves
To be free or to die as slaves
So then Jihad we must wage
of self-purification, spiritual progression and edification
Let us educate ourselves and liberate our minds
Free our hearts from evil and corruption we fight against
Then let us use the sword of Jihad to slash the veils
from before our eyes
and cut the wickedness – wake up and live!
Have the strength – strike down this system of Dajjal
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I love the light and shade between Bryan's dirty and Emma's forlorn vocals. There are so many layers to this recording that are driven home through contrast. Plus the riffs are brilliant and get me moving. I can't stop listening to Thou and Emma in general lately. spaceman2250