Just a normal day riding the bus
With a hundred pounds of the most potent c4
A man takes a stand with a trigger in his hand
Thirty lives vaporized all over the floor
Just cause will contradict the laws
But the murder's been justified in the eyes of their gods
Oil, blood, and limbs scattered amongst the debris
It's urban chaos of the highest degree
To strive for vengeance in the night they spawn
Killing sprees they laid their plans upon
Fight for the freedom, die for the land
Slaughtering the hostages that they have at hand
Politics make casualties out of innocent lives
The evil brews a new plan arrives
Slowly as the media settles back down
Another explosion will soon shred the town
The people burning inside because they know
The oppressor's only winning because of their back-bone
An enemy whom they swore they will kill again
Blast radius: A promise they won't break or bend
Distraught for vengeance in the night they spawn
Killing sprees they laid their plans upon
Fight for the freedom, die for the land
Taking back their country any which they can
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