How can you justify the ways of your religion
When my god tells me that killing is forbidden
Just think of this position, making that decision
I’m having this vision of a religious collision

My minds full of hate, nobody can contemplate
This template in my brain that I can’t translate
When all you want to do devastate not legislate
Against the violence’s suicide bombers instigate

Investigate why most of us were against the war
Yet you tore out hearts when you stained the floors
Skies painted crimson our innocents was the reason
The thing that makes my blood boil was the treason

Gave you a home when you were exiled for your own
Yet you come to London to blow holes in our domes
Now most Asians are getting searched tensions grow
But when it was a black thing it was on the down low