Jus ad Bellum by Imperial Vengeance Lyrics
Gods, ensure that the Eastern dawn is red and free from the Godless
Torn from faithless sons of the Desert Storm
And from our ancient creed of the jackal- born
Who dictates that his Holy word is just
The unbelievers’ decadence shall die in flames of lLust
Two aeons prove that the Brotherhood and legacy is pure!
So strike down the Blasphemer and Infidel, be swift - be sure!
Onward to jihad!
Face the All-consuming dread
Your fatted calf is hung and bled
Your suicidеs bring virgin brides in the afterlifе
A nation toasts its lazy sons
Whilst something wicked this way comes
Sceptered pride, three colours dyed, take on the Oath!
Hear no, see no, speak no evil, live your life for the cause
A forge of deeds to be swift undone, a thousand blessed holy wars
You earned your place in the great beyond
The Invaders blood sinks into the sand, force the Territory, claim the land!
Onward to jihad!
Face the all-consuming dread
Your fatted calf is hung and bled
Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife
A nation toasts its‘ lazy sons
Whilst something wicked this way comes
Sceptered pride, three colours dyed, take on the Oath!
Face now the East and shriek your prayers to the light of a thousand flares
To the carapace and Armalite set out in pairs, to the One True law
Covered heads with empty eyes, tear down their heaven from Western skies
Sing to the glory of the pale demise of their nations’ whore
Brothers Arise! Die and Bear the mark
Least we drown in the tide of the rising dark
When led by fools the strongest cower and fall to their knees
A red cross quartering a field of white
Set against the Crescent and the force of night
Cry “God” for Harry, and let us unite
Whilst victory is still ours to seize
Torn from faithless sons of the Desert Storm
And from our ancient creed of the jackal- born
Who dictates that his Holy word is just
The unbelievers’ decadence shall die in flames of lLust
Two aeons prove that the Brotherhood and legacy is pure!
So strike down the Blasphemer and Infidel, be swift - be sure!
Onward to jihad!
Face the All-consuming dread
Your fatted calf is hung and bled
Your suicidеs bring virgin brides in the afterlifе
A nation toasts its lazy sons
Whilst something wicked this way comes
Sceptered pride, three colours dyed, take on the Oath!
Hear no, see no, speak no evil, live your life for the cause
A forge of deeds to be swift undone, a thousand blessed holy wars
You earned your place in the great beyond
The Invaders blood sinks into the sand, force the Territory, claim the land!
Onward to jihad!
Face the all-consuming dread
Your fatted calf is hung and bled
Your suicides bring virgin brides in the afterlife
A nation toasts its‘ lazy sons
Whilst something wicked this way comes
Sceptered pride, three colours dyed, take on the Oath!
Face now the East and shriek your prayers to the light of a thousand flares
To the carapace and Armalite set out in pairs, to the One True law
Covered heads with empty eyes, tear down their heaven from Western skies
Sing to the glory of the pale demise of their nations’ whore
Brothers Arise! Die and Bear the mark
Least we drown in the tide of the rising dark
When led by fools the strongest cower and fall to their knees
A red cross quartering a field of white
Set against the Crescent and the force of night
Cry “God” for Harry, and let us unite
Whilst victory is still ours to seize