What is freedom?
Is it this life that I'm living?
The tears that are streaming?
A life void of meaning?
...I know not...
Our people persecuted, thoughts that are muted
Our battle for freedom seems like we are losing
Praise Allah!!!
His plan, shows how we'll make a stand
Against the devil known as american
The unpure heathens, destroying worlds with no reason
Yet half the world turns a blind eye to their treason
I will stand up!!! Take down part of them
And ascend to the heavens, offered martyrdom
I'll strap the bomb, pack my bags, take a stand
And get a piece of freedom in that heathen land!
Forget what any uneducated beast may think they see
My ends... completely justify my means
Praise Allah!...
As his hand drops, as do onlooking jaws
Explosions follows along Christians praying to God.
As Muhammed hears the news, his blood starts to boil
A Muslim bomber strikes on American soil....
What is freedom?
Is it this life that I'm living?
The tears that are streaming?
A life void of meaning?
...I know not...
Allah... you must make them see...
These actions are something you cannot agree
The plea for freedom, say they act for th god
When really... as a people we see to withdraw
Everyone looks on, with glares that are odd...
Wondering how I even landed my job
To the points I'm threatened for supporting their cause
But I dont!!!
It pains me Allah!!! We are a people of peace
These extremists, make our real agenda diseased
I just wish... we were finally equal
Instead of this crazies tainting the image of our people
Maybe one day.. this struggle to belong will be done
When our people see they are blowing away ALL OF OUR freedom.
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