24th August '06
A wish to commit murder
A wish to be an outlaw
A wish of guns and bullets
.....a terrorist dream...
To hear the silent screams
And drench in salty rain
My motto is to kill
...families, dreams, desires and me...
My mission is supreme
My mission I donot know
Freedom, I think it is
.....and mass murder is the thing to do....
Homicide homicide homicide..
Bombs and blasts and terror..
A li'l child's orphaned
A mother's barrened
A guy just lost his legs
.................it's moving, it just moved...........
A house is burned
Some dreams are buried forever
....................but it's breathing.....
....................see, I'm a terrorist.......
...................My dreams came true.......
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