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I was born to lead by the front,
I was born to carry the cocked gun,
I was born to fight the holy war,
I was chosen as the rising star,
So did the holy men say;
What if I kill a few innocent kids,
Or, what if I bury a few obstinate alive,
And what if I rape a few hapless girls,
All is forgiven in the name of God,
So did the holy men say;
To plant the car bombs in the square,
To burn the places of worship and peace,
To keep a cold face amidst burning corpses,
All acts are to please my God,
So do the holy men say;
It’s wailing entry into this bloody world,
My new born obliterates the chasing gloom,
The innocence wins me over my mold,
Picking the buds with a hope of bloom,
Throwing the gun, I forever shun the holy men.
