Amalek

To the tune of “Camelot”

It’s true!  It’s true!  God says kill them every one.

We can’t rest until the deed is done.

You know they’re always out to get us.

Our journey here on earth’s a dangerous trek.

But our god we know will not forget us.

Slay Amalek.

Yahweh’s words to us are frozen.

Our enemies he tells us we must wreck.

The Goyim can’t stand up against the Chosen.

Slay Amalek.

Amalek!  Amalek!

I know it sounds a bit bizarre.

But for Amalek, Amalek,

That’s what our orders are.

We’re not just speaking of their soldiers.

Women, babies, and, oh yes, those toddlers.

In short, that’s how we expect

To gain the world’s respect,

Snuffing out the lives of those

We’ve labeled “Amalek.”

Amalek!  Amalek!

I know it gives a person pause,

But for Amalek, Amalek,

Those are our solemn laws.

The Goyim have to learn that they can’t cross us.

We can’t rest unless they live in fear.

In short, that’s how we expect

To win the world’s respect, 

Snuffing out the lives of those

We’ve labeled “Amalek.”

David Martin

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