just a normal day riding the bus with a hundred pounds of the most potent c4 a man takes a stand with a trigger in his hand thirty lives vaporised all over the floor just cause may contradict the laws but the murder s been justified in the eyes of their gods oil blood and limbs scattered amongst the debris it s urban chaos of the highest degree to strive for vengeance in the night they spawn killing sprees they laid their plans upon fight for the freedom die for their land slaughtering the hostages that they have at hand politics make casualties out of innocent lives the evil brews as a new plan arrives slowly as the media settles back down another explosion will soon shred the town the people burning inside because they know the oppressor s only winning because of their backbone an enemy whom they swore they will kill again blast radius a promise they won t break or bend distraught for vengeance in the night they spawn killing sprees they laid their plans upon fight for the freedom die for their land taking back their country any which they can