D.B.C.

The Terrorist Mind
The terrorist mind is like a machine He'll do it, no questions are asked If he's to succeed, they've got to Make him believe that killing And bombing's a blast He's brainwashed to believe that he Has a cause for his nation and himself He's trained to kill and maim Those who pose no threat To his nation or himself The terrorist mind is like a machine He'll do it, no questions are asked If he's to succeed, they've got to Make him believe that killing And bombing's a blast Many injured, many dead Their mangled bodies filled with lead An airport, a crowded street A public place is all you need Car bombs, hi-jacks Shooting people in their backs Kidnap, bomb threat You make demands you'll never get From Letras Mania