'' You're A Low Life Coward ''
One of our heroes lies dead in the street,
Butchered by savages from his head to his feet,
His killers stand over him filled with conceit,
With barbarism they were devoured.
They then lay claim it’s pay back time,
An eye for eye to them’s not a crime,
The slaying of a young man in his prime,
Leaves the decent among us soured.
You accept our liberty and reward us with strife,
With hatred and savagery your attitude is rife,
For no bloody reason you have taken a life,
It’s the depths of Hell you have scoured.
You use your Gods name to justify your deed,
Yet it’s his instructions you’ve refused to heed,
To scum like you we will never concede,
Look in the mirror,
‘’ You’re A Low life Coward ‘’
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