Blood On Our Hands
Blood on our hands.
Extremist hate is on the rise
Are you seeing it with your own eyes?
Hate filled clerics cashing in
A world of terror, death and sin
Speaking out, preaching to the masses
Spewing vile hatred master classes!
Look at our country, it's condition
Feeding these bastards ammunition
It's on our streets & in our jails
Brainwashing convicts in their cells!
What has Great Britain become?
A breeding ground for terrorist scum!
An innocent man on the street
Butchered like a piece of meat!
A British soldier, 1 of our own
Had survived working in a war zone
Murdered by a pair of cowards
They should have hung from the tower!
An eye for an eye should be made law
To eradicate the extremist hoards
Let's stand up tall , let's take the fight
Regain control of our countries plight
Banish them from our hallowed lands
And wash the blood stains from our hands.
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