Those out there who wish to die, To meet your imaginary friend in the sky, Please think about the deed you plan, To **** and maim your fellow man, And ask why it is that it falls to you, To see this 'holy' mission through? When those who trained you, and conceived the story, Of heavenly virgins, and martyrdom's glory, Will all remain here both feet on Earth's ground, Why is it that they never got around, To strapping on the explosive belt, How come that they have never felt, Such powerful urges to be the one, To go to the market with the bomb strapped on? Is it perhaps that these older men know, That there's nowhere after the explosives blow? And the reason that they've brainwashed you, Is that you'll do the deed that they'd never do! It is a fact through man's history, There is absolutely no mystery, That when it comes to starting wars, Those scheming ones who are the cause, The ones who love the sound of the sabre's rattle They never turn out on the field of battle.