World War Who

You survived their first two wars?
They’re just setting the stage.
Now comes the final act.
The ultimate fitna… from the stars.

They’ll stage a war in the sky,
A fabricated, cosmic lie.
“Ships” of light in formation fly,
A calculated, global cry.
They’ll broadcast panic, fear, and dread,
“We are not alone!” the news anchors said.
They’ll fake an invasion, a terrible threat,
So the world begs for a savior… and forgets.

East and West, they’ll “unite” in fright,
One global army to fight the night.
They’ll lower the flags, the borders fall,
Under one system, one order, one call.
A false peace for a false fear,
The path for the One-Eyed is drawing near.

World War Who? It’s war on You,
A fake alien, a false savior too,
They’ll unite the world under a new throne,
So you’ll bow to a master you’ve never known.
They’ll send a “savior” to calm the storm,
But his cure is the true, eternal harm.
Wake up — the script is written, it’s due,
It’s not World War Three… it’s World War You.

From the shadows he will rise,
With miracles for your eyes.
He’ll heal the sick, bring rain to the land,
A cunning deceiver with a gentle hand.
He’ll claim a title, pure and bright,
“I am the guide, I am the light.”
Astaghfirullah!
He’ll mimic the Prophets, their speech and their grace,
To lead the whole human race to their ultimate disgrace

But listen, Ummah, hold your ground,
When this False Messiah has finally come ‘round.
You won't see his true form, he'll veil himself with magic
If you're looking for a popped eye, your end will be tragic

He will stand at the pulpit and declare with his breath,
‘I am your Prophet returned from death…’
Astaghfirullah!
Then he will point to the sky and his final command,
‘I am your Lord — the Greatest in the land!’
Astaghfirullah!
That moment, O believer, is the line in the sand.
Hold to La ilaha illAllah… and make your stand.”

“La ilaha illAllah… Muhammadun RasulAllah… Muhammadun RasulAllah…”

His ultimate goal, his final play,
Is to cut the rope of Nubuwwah away.
Astaghfirullah!
He’ll say, “The message was true, but the man is no more,
Astaghfirullah!
You don’t need His name to open the door.
Astaghfirullah!
Forget Muhammadun RasulAllah, that’s the old way,
Astaghfirullah!
I am the reality, I am today.”
Astaghfirullah!

He’ll replace the Shahadah, a new creed he’ll write,
“There is no god but the One”… and he is the Light.
He severs you from the Prophet, your spiritual chain,
Then his final declaration will bring eternal pain:
“Ana Rabbukum al-A’la!” — “I am your Lord Most High!”
Astaghfirullah!
This is the moment the true believers die… or fly.

World War Who? It’s war on You!
They send a fake god from a fake spacecraft, ya Hu!
He’ll pretend to be Prophet, then claim God’s own Name,
This is shaitan's master plan, his ultimate game!
Hold to Muhammadun RasulAllah with your final breath,
It is your sword against this living death!
Governments will bow, the world will be fooled,
But your heart with the Prophet’s love must be fueled!

Haqq… Haqq…
When the sky-screens light up with their lie,
And the false messiah stands before your eye…
Don’t look at his miracles.
Don’t hear his call.
Just repeat in your soul, until you fall:

La ilaha illAllah, Muhammadun RasulAllah.
La ilaha illAllah, Muhammadun RasulAllah.

Muhammadun RasulAllah...
Muhammadun RasulAllah...