We stare at Islam
Stare at its pride
Recoil from its false prophet
And his obvious fraud
But the sons of Shem are called out
In the third Church Pergamos
Praised for calling His name
But otherwise rationalizing
Serious depths of sin
And calling themselves Jews and are not
As Nicolaitans would do
In proximity to Satan's throne
Only He will liberate them
From the cult mind
By giving those who will dare to ask
A Perfect Answer
Islam splits more each day
With no truths to unite it
It functions only on the sins
Of pride and rage
In the end
The Muslim adhering to the Word of God
Will be with us