He wakes up the day after the riots and violence/
It's the day after the street wars! The Day of silence/
But the silence is but a shallow front of the anger/
wich he holds inside. Someday he'll have his payback/
He gets out of his bed, hear his mother crying in the kitchen/
He looks back at yesterday, and sees but one picture/
HIs father and brother gunned down by military arms/
He's scarred! Still fighting a war in his own backyard!/
He wants revenge for the life of his family members/
Want to show the whole world that Palestine won't surrender/
"Let 'em take my life! As long as I take ten of theirs/
I ain't scared! Let them carry away their brothers on beirs/
Like I did! Let 'em see what it's like to see your father dead/
Fuck the whole world and fuck the state of Israel/
Fucking tresspassers! This is our country! Not theirs/
I'll fight anybody! Bring me one jew who dares/
to fight without arms, and taste my fists of fury/
If you cowards left, we could have peace and unity/
Like you did when the romans came! Why don't you all rott in hell/
Long live Palestine! Fuck United states, and Israel!"/
That he says to himself as he looks out the window/
Yesterday he was a happy boy, today son of a widdow/
The more he thinks of it, the madder he gets/
So he grabs the stone with his right, and the dagger with his left/
Goes out to his mother and kiss her on her forehead/
Because he's the man of the house now, he gots to claim revenge/
She lifts her head up and see her only son left disapear/
out the door! Now she is shading proud tears/
Knows that it's his destiny to die on the battle field/
Like a true soldier! He wants to die with dignity/
To some he'll be a terrorist, to others a national hero/
He dies for something he believes in! This be his call in life/
At the exact same time, on the other side of town/
Wakes another young man up and sees daylight/
He feels nothing but sorrow, drowning in his own tears/
Yesterday he had to carry his father home on a beir/
He too has to face his destiny, and die for his country/
Joins the military forces, to fight the muslims/
Round his neck hangs the golden star./
He too is scarred. Has to revenge his father with raised arms/
He's tired of the pain his people has gone through/
Through hundreds of years, everybody has hated the jews/
"Why us? It's time to claim justice and vengeance/
So many brothers have died! It's time to revenge them"/
They both want revenge, both unaffraid to claim it/
They're both stuck in a vicious circle. Insane isn't it?/
One is a muslim the other a jew. Both prepared to die/
One fights for Isreal, the other one for Palestine/
One is known terrorist, the other one is known civilized/
One carries arms, the other rocks as they collide/
As they meet in the front, only one can be a winner/
When the west favors only one: Tell me who's the real sinner?/
It's a war between a giant and a midget/
Bottomline is that in a way they're both victims/
Cuz the same pain and suffering is reflected in their eyes/
One country, one father, two religions, two sides/