In a house that could resemble ours
Extremists are preparing
An act of brutality without precedent
Their goal, blow up a bomb and
Dismember innocents in the name of their religion
Those maniac's beliefs aren't like ours
Those mindless soldiers can't tell what's right from wrong
Blindly fighting for a cause
It's definitely hard to predict random act of savagery
With their raging hearts, they live in the shadow
Hating, Plotting to kill innocents
All these maniacs want is for us to talk about them
To install fear into each of our homes
Small cells, living independently
But always ready for torture
Entirely manipulated by a chief
Who hides underground like an vulgar insect
That is how racism slowly emerge through popular opinion
Who don't know how to react
Hating other colors because of some individual's sadistic gesture
Unpredictable Brutality
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