• The explosion that rocks my land
    which causes my people to disband.

    My dad has lost all hope
    this pain is just too much to cope.

    Why do they deny us our right of way?
    And slowly force us to the field to slay.

    They call me terrorist, is that right?
    Well then prepare for this night,

    because when they take charge mid-day,
    i will show them i am the suns ray,

    that will shines up and over the dark,
    as my bomb plants a new arc.

    Time is my weapon
    and patience is my hope

    This is my chance to die on a rope......