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Russlan - The Time is Nigh (Industrial Metal)

All poems featured on this channel are written entirely by me, without the assistance of any individual or artificial intelligence. The music is produced with the aid of AI tools, along with sampling and MIDI instrumentation. Introduction: “War is a fate none may elude, though all the children of Adam recoil from it. It is a truth inscribed upon the tablets of time, admitting neither doubt nor dispute. For as long as evil stalks the hearts of men, the clarion of battle shall ever resound.” Ahmed Shawqi The Poem: The Time is Nigh The Grim Reaper sent us all an invitation... And awaits our reply. We look him dead in the eye... Break a half-smile, and say: Aye, The time is nigh. We won't idly stand by As death descends from the sky... No. No... The time is nigh. Let the tools of doom fly! Praise the nights they aurify! Aye, The time is nigh! We shall perish with spirits running high, And spit in the face of the terrors — And the lesser men they horrify! Everything is foretold. Nothing is awry. Aye, The time is nigh. It's too late for dialogue now. We gave it a try. But you don't want common ground — You expect us to behave and comply. But no. The time is nigh. We are not the weaklings you can easily terrify, Unlike you — and the puny demons you personify. Our faith and courage come in endless supply. And our demands are of the kind you cannot gratify. Beware: The time is nigh. I am not an advocate of war — But let me clarify: What do you expect from those You demonize and vilify? How can you justify The blood and carnage you leave in your wake, As you pillage and occupy? Your every alibi Is a confession to a lie. Aye, The time is nigh. How can you justify God-given rights you deny — To all but your kin, With privileges to which we don’t qualify? Answer me. The time is nigh. From the Euphrates to Mount Sinai Live a people you can never pacify. Learn from history — The real history, Not the one you arduously falsify! When have your genocidal hordes — No amount of propaganda can dignify — Ever prevailed When it is us who defy? Hear, hear: The time is nigh. Now, what shall we do With a crooked world we cannot rectify? A world that allows tyranny and oppression to intensify... A world of greed no conquest can satisfy? Burn, perhaps. Burn and purify. Hear, hear: The time is nigh. I hereby testify: Summon every ally. Put your battle gear on. Stay in your bunkers and fortify. And kiss your loved ones one last goodbye. Aye, The time is nigh. Sing humanity its last lullaby. Aye, The time is nigh. Free folk of the world — unify! Aye, The time is nigh. I hear God's name in every utterance, And every weary sigh... Aye, The time is nigh. I hear God's name in every war cry. Behold: The time is nigh. Either we live free in our own motherland — Or may everything vanish, and everyone die. Hear, hear: The time is nigh. Soon... We shall join the beloved martyrs we glorify. Hear, hear: The time is nigh. All poems authored by Mohamad Reslan (pen name: Russlan) are protected under applicable copyright laws. No individual or entity is permitted to reproduce, distribute, publish, adapt, or otherwise use any portion of these works without obtaining prior written authorization from the author. Any unauthorized use will be considered a violation of copyright and may result in legal action. Where written permission has been granted, proper and clear attribution must be provided as follows: Written by Mohamad Reslan (Pen Name: Russlan).