AL-QAEDA.

Somewhere in the middle of disaster

God was on a holiday

And I’m sure the devil sat in laughter

Man to man in agony.

Al-qaeda

The base

The base of what a hollow disgrace.

Al-qaeda

The face

The face of evil’s various ways.

Is there any reason or a purpose

Tell me how they sleep at night

We can stand up tall cause that’s what love does

They hide in shadows from the fight.

I have many dreams I’ve got ambition

The world is with the United States

I wanna sleep then wake and find it’s fiction

They’re queuing  at the Pearly Gates.