To: The USA From: Your Terrorist

                    Deep sadness torn views these American blues
                   Feelings hard pressed they sit winning the news
           Leading stories these human worries thirteen fallen stars
                Gold and silver bars, blood stain Khaki's and Greens
              Heed these warnings; darkness has set its heart upon 
                             Glistening amber waves of grain
                                  We wish you all to be gone
  Devils you are in red, white, and blue we shout, cry and spit at you
                                            It's time you pay!
                          You fools come and fall upon our pain
       We'll tear into your home lands as you have often does ours
           An eye for eye, forgiveness none prepare to die! We cry
                       We'll make you pay each and every day
                            Until you are all dead and gone
                                 This is no game we play!
                                Allah and my virgins await
    As soon as I crash through your gates I will receive my reward
                                With a flash of eternal light 
                                          Yes! That is right!
                    You foolish infidels' you foolish infidels'
   Thirteen men and women is this not a sign, with in your minds?
                              Did not your fathers run too?
                         Twelve tribes of the chosen ones
                                But who is this extra one?
   Biblical stories and beliefs your forefathers crossed those wreaths
                                       Running to what?
                                    The Promised Land 
                    Does it run flowing with milk and honey?
  No you foolish infidels' it flows with all your dirty green money!
                We will not stop until you are all dead and gone
   You and your stars and stripes infected you can not protect it
            United you are not we will continue to come at you
That you may place your trusts upon; for on your God you do not
    More of us are born each and every day try and change that!
            You'll never win not by yourselves, in God you trust?
     Ha ha ha ha you infidels' make us laugh ourselves to death 
 You  infidels' are foolish we will never give up this we have proved
                                 God help you for Allah will not
                        Pray you red white and blue infidels' pray
                                 Another bomber is on the way
                                 Just give up and fade away
                                        Love your terrorist
 
We Kill You, Love Achmed