Shakir sits with knees folded into prayer position upon a ornate blanket facing the east, he can be heard chanting loudly the mantra of prayer in his native language. The arabic wears only humble simple white robes his heart pours with pure love and affection for his god, one could only wonder what is truly going through the deranged mind of God's warrior. Only when he is finished with his ritual does he rise to his feet to address the camera, his solemn expression only weighs deeper into the fact that whatever is on his mind is of deadly focused design.
Shakir: Havoc was no victory but a costly defeat, but it was one I made out of sacrificial necessity. I wait for the coming of a new age and only do what is required of me for the greater common purpose. Justice will come to those who have wronged me, who have tried to disgrace my humble name. I will not feed the infidels what they seek by giving into my anger and doing exactly what they want of me by verbally attacking my enemies. This luxury does not happen this day but instead a humble lesson will be given on Allah's great word.
Shakir rummages through one of his bags pulling out some scrolls that he unrolls and begins to read from

Shakir: But Allah shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners he sends his humble servants to die for us. I have been crucified with The Dark Messenger. It is no longer I who live but The Dark Messenger who lives in me. And the life I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the son of Allah., who loved me and gave himself for me. But Allah being rich in mercy, because of the great love with which he loved us, evenwhen we were dead in our trespasses, made us alive together with The Dark Messenger- by grace you have been saved. In the love Allah was made manifest among us, that Allah sent his most cherished and first Dark Messenger into the world, so that we might love through him. In this love, not that we have loved Allah but that he loved us and sent his beloved Dark Messenger to be propitiation for our sins. Beloved, if Allah so loved us, we also ought to love one another. Allah your god is in your midst I say! A mighty one who will save; he will rejoice over you with gladness and love; he will quiet you with grace, he will exult over you with loud singing!
Shakir frantically grabs the next scroll to read from

Shakir: Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from Allah, and whoever loves has been born of Allah and knows Allah! Anyone who does not love does not know Allah because Allah is love. I say to you humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of Allah so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he care for you.

Shakir suddenly falls to his knees his arms out stretched wide.
Shakir: Allah is love! Listen to my words infidels you can ascend to heaven only by embracing the words of truth that I speak! Cast down your worldy wilds and pick up the words of the good news that I come to share with you! Take your daily bread that Allah offers you in peace and humility! Turn away from the material sin ridden world and do not dare look back! The suffering, humiliation, and defeat that I have suffered I have suffered for you! I have allowed myself to be crucified so that I might save you! Let us pray.

Shakir begins another long mantra in his native language and only until he finishes does the scene end.