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There is no God but God There is no God but God There is no God but the one true God There is no God but the hidden God There is no God There is no God Allah Akhbar! In the name of the unmerciful the unbenevolent In the name of the lord of the worlds

Invoked in stone of epic proportion Was his temple of pillars, magnificent colossal Humbling all who entered its sacred halls Yet now fallen to decay and ruin Its past grandeur Obscured by the cruelties of time The priests of the temple Dead, all dea

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Evil sick flames cast uncertain shadows In the dimly lit Temple of Anhur As we count the dead and the vanquished By hacking off their phalluses and piling the severed hands Before the living stone image of God The shamed and humbled women are subjuga

Now we're walking down an alley Now I'm talking spiritually We got one eye on the future And the other on our money And all our feeling goes dead When we switch on that channel So verified with the terrible flannel Try to switch off my head Use my so

gun - patrice sometimes i wish i had a gun cause i dont wanna have to talk to dem talk to dem dont get me wrong i know its wrong but i dont wanna have to talk to dem talk to dem sometimes i wish i had a gun cause i dont wanna have to talk to dem talk

Sebek, Sochet, Suchos, Dread lord of the Marsh He who crawleth amongst the Sacred Waters And Devoureth the Flesh of that Which is sacrificed unto him Tua Ashemu Tua Ashemu Rekhes Au Sebek Rekhes Au Sebek Tua Ashemu Tua Ashemu Sebek Neter Ashemu Whose

Wretched Fallen one of Khatti Rise against the oppressing Sword Encircled Abandoned Alone I Smite the vile Hittite Foe My Father Amon what carest thee For the Vile and Ignorant of God My Father Amon what carest Thee For these Effiminate ones At milli