The Murderers Cry

Haven’t you had enough blood from the beginning of time? Haven’t you taken enough lives before they should have died? All around I can hear their cry They want to escape from the under world You spill blood in the name of heaven You murder, women and little children You humiliate the rich and kill the poor Shedding endless blood on the shore You go from door to door looking for more And anything you see in your way You kill them and runaway You are forcing me to stay Even when danger surrounds me You are forcing me to stay, when the world is going the other way Since American came to power We drank more blood for supper Tidal waves and tornadoes, Hurricane and twisters And more than one hundred forest fire Just to keep the devil in power Some people never recover And they are suffering at this very hour All the signs and symbols around me Indicated that you wanted to murder me From Panama to Buenos Aires, From Santiago to Easter Island The murders came after me You have sent your assassinators To implement this gruesome disaster They have offices everywhere and They spread disaster all around But heaven and earth was on my side Their plot was unearth before it came alive What do you want from me? I have neither riches nor property I am only carrying out my spiritual mission To speak truth and spread the word What do you want from me? Why are you following me? I have nothing that you want So leave me alone before you are bound Life is such a precious gift Why are you playing with it? Death cannot solve the problem It is life that resolves problems Heaven and earth will discover your plots Then you will finally know what I have got You kill off all the little people The humble sheep and harmless creatures Then you shout hosanna with the scroll and the bible And knock your head twenty times on the wailing wall Everyone came to pay their last respect in anticipation Of my imminent and pre-planned death, But the master looked down from the sky And heard my spiritual cry I did not know it but my spirit could feel it And the signs and symbols revealed it They killed all the aliens in the sky But one has been my spiritual guide It knows the dimension of the earth It resides somewhere in space And a host of them are running all over the place They are monitoring my movement on earth But my technology has outnumbered them But it still cannot overpower them They know the wickedness of mankind And how they have dominated the sky They are always protecting me from the plans of the enemy The enemy has a license to kill And spill blood from the big drill If you don’t support their interest They will push you out the door And massacre you on the shore They give you a free bus ride And take you on a joy ride Then murder you and throw you on the roadside If they don’t like your face, They will suddenly be filled with rage And give the orders to get rid of you But remember that God is protecting you. They spill old men’s blood, old women, gays and lesbians They suffocate young children and create phony accidents They smash young people’s head with bricks And stab the drugs users and potential gang members Their streets are stained with blood With the powers dripping from above They single out an entire family To sacrifice for their failed misery How much longer shall we stand by and Watch blood dripping from the sky? The little people in the sky has issued A decree to rescue my entire family I still cannot get over this hurt That cuts deeply into my bone I am walking with my head up high But my spirit is aching and my heart is burning No one has ever asked how I feel No one has ever asked me what I believe They cursed me day and night taking about My attitude when that is what is providing the food What if you find out that someone is trying to kill you Would you let them get the better of you? When death confronts death and fire faces fire Blood will flow down the river to appease the desert Gods When death confronts death look at death and spit all over its face And wash the sins away from the heavenly sky You will not have one more of my family From this blood stained hypocrasy You have held the world in bondage to maintain your evil lifestyle The little people are watching over me And the angels are protecting me They weep at the murders plots And stop them with everything they have got I am not yet ready to die this was the last word From the murderer’s cry.