The "Religion of Peace" Strikes Again

The Islamist chorus "Birds of Paradise" has a hit song sweeping the Muslim world. It's called "When We Die As Martyrs." It's truly special, depicting Arab children singing about their love of a country that never existed. They have been sold a lie that they have no choice to believe. The video depicts them confronting children dressed in army fatigues, kipot, and toy guns. The armed "Jews" then gun down the children. The malevolent man then sings about how the children have performed their religious duty. His is the face of a rapist who twists the minds of young children, filling them with a desire to die while committing homicide.

What meaning is there to childhood? Well for you little girl it's dying for the genocide of my people who stupidly clothe and feed you. That's your meaning, dying for a country and people that never existed, for men who would just as soon rape and kill you as strap a bomb to you so you could kill Jews for them while they drive their European sedans. It's true, your life has no meaning. You could wake yourself up from this nightmare of death, but I hold out little hope for you. The odds are stacked against you, in spite of Israel stupidly conceding to end its economic embargo against Hamas. You're a pawn of a regime of death, a tool of the enemy of my people.

For those of you who are waiting for the Arabs to fulfill the teshuva of Ishmael, don't hold your breath. The world, led my the "president" of the United States, is supporting the death junta in Gaza whose sole aim is the murder of every Jew and the establishing of a Muslim caliphate in Eretz Yisrael. They raise their children to hate and kill us and they sing about how they hope to do so. To these sick people who raise their children to hate and kill, and sing to Allah for vengeance for a crime that was not committed I respond with this:

זְכֹר יְהוָה, לִבְנֵי אֱדוֹם-- אֵת, יוֹם יְרוּשָׁלִָם

הָאֹמְרִים, עָרוּ עָרוּ-- עַד, הַיְסוֹד בָּהּ

בַּת-בָּבֶל, הַשְּׁדוּדָה

אַשְׁרֵי שֶׁיְשַׁלֶּם-לָךְ-- אֶת-גְּמוּלֵךְ, שֶׁגָּמַלְתְּ לָנוּ

אַשְׁרֵי, שֶׁיֹּאחֵז וְנִפֵּץ אֶת-עֹלָלַיִךְ-- אֶל-הַסָּלַע

On a lighter note, here is Latma's take on the Muslim death council. If only the reality were as humorous.