AaI Harvey (13/07/80 / Cannock)
Dead martyrs, suicide bombers,
Cult members or natural born killers.
All of them willing to die for a cause,
All believing their beliefs can't be wrong,
All of them willing to show their belief is strong.
Willing to lay their life down in the name of their Lord.
All of them willing to lay down
The most important thing they've got.
Just like Jesus, dying on the cross,
Simply trying to appease their God.
The man in charge, the man with the power,
The man who will bring them their final hour.
Their day of judgment, the day of their death,
The day they shall take their final breath.
So follow the Koran and believe you have the right to kill,
But know when you've killed all of our hearts,
For not following your law,
Which you try to impose on us; the Western scum.
Know we still have our own laws, decreed by our own God.
And we also have our own free will
And even though we too are guilty as we kill,
We won't simply kill to make a point.
Your the terrorist my friend and your no friend of mine,
You convert people to your religion, by telling your lies,
By telling them their sacrifice,
Is just and righteous;
They must show their faith by laying down their lives.
Then you will take care of their children and wives,
Yet it's you who have hurt them
And left them the widowed brides.
You preach your law unto us, yet ignore the laws we follow;
That have been passed down from generation to generation.
Thou shalt not kill any man, for any reason,
Thou shalt not wear that belt
And go on your mission of destruction,
To take the lives of the innocent children.
How is this righteous?
How is this justifiable because of your religion?
Working for Allah, Bin Laden or yourself,
You have simply condemned us all to Hell.
(C) 2006 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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