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A Helping Hand

There are people killing themselves to kill in the name of Allah They turn themselves into human bombs to destroy me So I took a second look at myself my life and my objectives Is it wrong to be responsible for my actions? Am I mistaken in my desire for as much freedom as possible? Did all those people that died to protect my way of life err? Have I followed reason too far to surrender to fear? I am now firmly and deeply convinced that these people are idiots Blinded by faith, believing in a god of Terror, afraid of being alone Following crafty fools who cannot change their ways But who survive by blaming free thinking lovers of liberty Which is the one thing they know they’ll never attain If we all chose Allah they would kill us for choosing freely Now comes the Celtic answer to this people dying to kill me Let me help you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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