Martyr Songtext
von Warfield

Immolate your abject lives
And die for the one and only creed
Take your battered soul
And throw it in the valleys of death
Fear is gone
The honour near
Paradise is waiting, become a martyr
Glory and wealth for your living family


Feel the belt of might around your hips
And raise your sword against the atheists
Play with the faith of these godless sinners
Punish them, blast them into pieces
Become a martyr
Martyr

It′s not suicide
But the death in Jihad against the unbelievers
You have lived enough
Come and reach the highest level of loyalty
And fight them all
Show no mercy
Paradise is waiting become a martyr
Glory and wealth for your living family

Feel the belt of might around your hips
And raise your sword against the atheists
Play with the faith of these godless sinners
Punish them, blast them into pieces
Become a martyr