Innocents killed on their innocent soil
Innocents killed for gallons of oil
Terrorists dropping bombs on all sides
Crusader armies looking to fight
Give me your land and and spare me the bullet
Give up your honor, let in my tourists
Feed me your mountains, feed me your oil
Feed me your children or your blood will boil
Follow our philosophy or face eternal pain
Our soldiers killed your infidels, they did not die in vain
My master taught me where to point a fully loaded gun
If you're not like my brothers, you're the one who's blood will run
(chorus)
There's so much hate in the world today, more than there's ever been
And if we look at it statistically, this might not ever end
And it's occured to a lot of us that anger leads to hate
And hate leads us to violence which seems to be our curse and our fate.