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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.
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