To The Mothers of Misguided Martyrs
Like packs of rabid dogs infected by a maddening virus, your sons are too sick to see the lust within their own hearts; it's a lust for blood and redemption, a lust for power and a return to the Caliphate, but it is lust nonetheless. And though you love them mothers, fathers, daughters, brothers and sons of miguided martyrs all over the world, you must put them down before they destroy the innocent and God curses your family for their arrogant and prideful sin - to presume to know His will where it is not written.
Strange, I'm not even religious.
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