They murdered...

[no one]

MysticKnight:
They murdered Prophets after Prophets,

And killed the last one,
And killed his grandson,
And his daughter as well,
All because they know the masses would follow,
Follow those who the revelations call to,
So by all means,
They oppressed, sabotaged,
And think lightly of the evil they do,
Think it's for a better cause,
They like the Pharaoh and his followers who faced Moses,
Will say "no matter what sign and proof you come with, we know it to be sorcery, and will not believe"
They think people are fools but they themselves are the fools,
They rule out of envy of these true people meant to rule,
Sorcery and sorcery, 
Upon the hearts,
To veil us from the Guides,
The Kings who light the path,
And are the doors to the higher realms,
Those who recite, with reflection,
Will break the knots blown upon,
The locks will be broken, no matter who tied it,
Where they came from, or what their forces are,
For The name of God is the strongest power,
by which the necks fall in awe of, 
And by which hearts shiver in fear,
And by which love remembers and is attracted,
By which God is known and remembered through,
They names of God, 
the beautiful names who were manifestations of sheer beauty,
Martyred one by one, 
Only because they generously gave their lives,
And will not force humans to believe,
per God's will, they wait for who wants, to remember,
The wage of the message,
the way to appreciate the holy spirit of it,
being love of these noble souls,
There is no turning back now for me,
I hold on to this truth,
And pledge allegiance,
To the last of those who possess the true Authority,
of God and his Messenger,
The Messenger sent to all people and Jinn,
So that God will reign through his 12th Successor,
The last of the noble chosen offspring,
of Fatima and Ali.
Love of the blessed Tree,
Twelve manners of fruit,
Thus the sayings will be a healing to mankind,
The sayings of the household of Yaseen,
That has been passed down through struggle,
Patience,
Resolve,
Sacrifice,
but most of all,
True Love.

Why do I feel like some brain cells have just been murdered?