The Internationale Of Al-Qa‘ida Poem by Majid Alhydar

From Bali to Tizi Ouzou
From Kandahar to New York
From Madrid to Hai-il'amil 1
The anthem is rising:
'kill, kill, kill
kill, kill, kill'
**
Take care of no details
'kill, kill, kill'
Time shall make you
More dexterous, more skilled
**
At your age I was
When I sow them
'kill, Kill, kill'
With a grand saw
Beheading a base infant
From a sect of unbelievers.
I got enthusiastic
And praised Allah three times!
**
Firmly hold the feet
'kill, kill, kill'
I shall hold the hands.
Let us sway him a little
Before we through him down
From the towering balcony
'kill, kill, kill'
For whole two weeks
Ants shall eat
From the scattered brain matter
Of the brainless old man!
**
Don't be confused my son;
Beheading is not so hard to learn
'kill, kill, kill
Your dreams shall calm down
And soon you will get used
To the warm redness
And the lovely rhythm:
'kill, kill, kill'

1- Hai-il'amil 'The district of the worker', a large poor district in Baghdad bombed by several terrorist attacks.