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If you are a beautiful strong Mujahideen, someone will put this in your comments.
╚═════════════════لَا إِلٰهَ إِلَّا الله مُحَمَّدٌ رَسُولُ الله══════════════════╝
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead long live the king
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
I hear Jerusalem bells a-ringing
Roman cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror, my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you'd gone there was never
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
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>you have been visited by the great wall of TRUMP
>post this to 5 profiles to Make America Great Again
You say Miley Cyrus-I say Bertran de Born
You say T-Pain-I say Walther von der Vogelweide
You say Flowers-I say Gavaudan
You say Pink-I say Raimon Gaucelm de Beziers
You? say Hip Hop-i say Middle High German crusade poems
You say Pop-I scream DEUS VULT!!
You say? hanah montana-i conquer the port of Jaffa for the glory of the church holy virgin Maria and the spirit of God BE PRAISED
92% of teenagers have turned to Hip Hop and Pop.If you are part of the 8% that still WISH TO DIE FIGHTING ON DISTANT LANDS FOR THE ETERNAL GLORY OF THE CROSS THE FIREY JUSTICE OF THE ONE TRUE GOD AND THE GOOD WORD OF ♥♥♥♥♥ CHRIST OUR LORD AND SAVIOR ,copy and paste this message to another profile. DON'T LET THE SPIRIT OF THE CRUSADES DIE.