As I said on GeenStijl, I find this disturbingly relevant after the latest bombings. It was written 1974 by some completely uncool english boys.
"You're sitting in your comfort, you don't believe I'm real.
You cannot buy protection from the way that I feel.
Your progressive hypocrites hand out their trash.
But it was mine in the first place so I'll burn it to ash."
Genesis
I hear echoes of yesterday.
A terrorist's words :
"No time for romantic escape when your fluffy heart is ready for rape".
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