Al Qassim Brigades are in your country, they're in your capital, they're inside your house stealing your biscuits and taking one of each pair of socks, they're in your dreams as you sleep, burrowed deep inside your mind, every thought could be there because they planted it, every action you do and word you utter the likely culmination of an internal terrorist psyop, and there's only one way out, one last way to free yourself, to stop the terrorists winnig as you walk down to the basement of your DC townhouse in your slippers, unlocking the gunsafe...
Al Qassim Brigades are in your country, they're in your capital, they're inside your house stealing your biscuits and taking one of each pair of socks, they're in your dreams as you sleep, burrowed deep inside your mind, every thought could be there because they planted it, every action you do and word you utter the likely culmination of an internal terrorist psyop, and there's only one way out, one last way to free yourself, to stop the terrorists winnig as you walk down to the basement of your DC townhouse in your slippers, unlocking the gunsafe...