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You bloodied my brothers in Belfast,
you murdered their children and wives.
How long did God say that this should last?
What right did you have with those lives?

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You call yourselves holy,
children of God.
Your thoughts and behaviors
seem really quite odd
for those who are holy,
children of God.

You still call my brother a “******”.
You don’t like his color or race.
I don’t understand how you figure,
you forced him here in the first place.

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You don’t like the Jewish religion.
You desecrate their house of prayer.
Is Jesus your source of conviction,
a claim that all Aryan’s share?

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You shoot up the doctors and clinics.
My sisters, you say, have no choice.
Excuse us if we seem like cynics
for doubting your murderous voice.

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You’d turn your back on your own mother
if she won’t believe as you do.
You say it’s the word of Jehovah
to shun away your brother, too.

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You won’t give my brother a homeland.
You believe it’s yours to protect.
Did Yahweh convince you it’s your sand
and Palestine we should neglect?

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You planted explosives in Kenya
and blew up the embassy there.
Was this act an order from Allah
to cause Africa this despair.

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Now India holds Armageddon
and Pakistan has it as well.
There may or may not be a heaven,
but Hindus can create a hell.

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Now all of religion’s a story
and it’s such a dangerous game.
And no one will ever see glory
‘cause glory is only a name.

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