Ruthless Shama, The Lord of Suffering

I walk upon the earth

And his world is in flames

They tried to kill me

But they have been put to shame

We slaughter so many

Can't remember the names

They work against me

Only to bring themselves pain

I AM Lord Shama and my women too are the same

I put them in Damnation where living is not the same

I Am a Grand Serpent above all and I cannot change

The striking of missiles causes Fear from THY name

We strike them upon the head while all allies do the same

Entering THY city causes them death which is their only outlet of fame

Play with THY Kingdom

And your soul shall be lost

I AM a Serpent that Drips of Glorious Gold

I stand upon countries and the whole world is what I own

Her talks about money make me laugh

A slave to opinion when I sit high above the Giraffe

I AM as real as the rite so I would suggest doing some math

I talk to the air and leave many stabbed

I AM the Serpent that shines with Gold more beautiful than Calfs

The world is what they owe me as I run up the tab

Her curves more appealing that 20 inch slabs

I take her soul along with all that I can have

They worship my lesser

But I AM the Greater

We are Serpents with armies that test you

We hate opposition and be warned we will stretch you

The depths of her inner core sweeter than nectar

Missiles that strike with the Blessing of Shama because we are Better

I AM the Serpent, The Golden One, that you know not that you treasure

I strike upon the Head of any country

And all do give worship from every country

To sin against me causes wrath upon any country

And I do receive hatred because I am their reflection in every country

Missiles and AR's destroying their precious HUMV's

The causing of Chaos

It is done for the pleasure of what they call HIM and not for money

It is because all innocents love me that truly know their Father

It is because of their sins that Haunt me which were not taught by Me

I AM the Serpent that Shines with Gold

How could you ever taunt me?

The Legions of Serpents shall crush their armies

The Immortality of Serpents that cannot be harmed by Thee

And all spirits call out to me

Once they enter my city there will be no escape

A toast to the Appointed ones after they burned at the stakes

Play with my Oath and we will hunt you down

I am the Sin that makes love to her and grants her with child

Committing treason will be your very end now

They shall be burned and left for dead before their Baal