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Tears & Cries
From Ones through Twos
Nipping on to reason
Misinterpreting teachings
Corrupting our thinking
Menacing lost flowers to spears
Manipulating kind and loving hearts to hate fueled engines
Young bodies deceived in faith
Train in the art of carnage to dance to the rhythm of an AK 47
Followed by a flash grenade that always sends them to a deep frenzy
Transition from candles meant to light up the future
To the demons that help blow others out
It paints scary portraits
Where it manifests itself through the deceived in faith
Blood in the sink Blood on the table
Leaving images of abhorrence
Friends turned against friends
Brother against sister and society against communities
Death news on the Radio Death news on the television
It sucks the peace in our country like a leech
And molds turbulence
It comes with a priceless price tag
Mothers mourn
OH! Twos
Ones betrayed by brothers, sisters, friends and colleagues
Oh! Why twos?
Sorrow swallows our joy
We cry for our beloved
Lost to the claws of radicalization
We mourn for our beloved
Lost to the fangs of terror
I used to see a bright future
Now the future is terrifying
How I wish I could shut my eyes
But it’s all the same
All I see is terror
Darkness is the aftermath
I find scary thrills in pensive chills
With each tear shade I hope terror shall fade
Stop radicalization! End terrorism!
Nipping on to reason
Misinterpreting teachings
Corrupting our thinking
Menacing lost flowers to spears
Manipulating kind and loving hearts to hate fueled engines
Young bodies deceived in faith
Train in the art of carnage to dance to the rhythm of an AK 47
Followed by a flash grenade that always sends them to a deep frenzy
Transition from candles meant to light up the future
To the demons that help blow others out
It paints scary portraits
Where it manifests itself through the deceived in faith
Blood in the sink Blood on the table
Leaving images of abhorrence
Friends turned against friends
Brother against sister and society against communities
Death news on the Radio Death news on the television
It sucks the peace in our country like a leech
And molds turbulence
It comes with a priceless price tag
Mothers mourn
OH! Twos
Ones betrayed by brothers, sisters, friends and colleagues
Oh! Why twos?
Sorrow swallows our joy
We cry for our beloved
Lost to the claws of radicalization
We mourn for our beloved
Lost to the fangs of terror
I used to see a bright future
Now the future is terrifying
How I wish I could shut my eyes
But it’s all the same
All I see is terror
Darkness is the aftermath
I find scary thrills in pensive chills
With each tear shade I hope terror shall fade
Stop radicalization! End terrorism!
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