I attack you, You attack me
I attack you, you attack me, we are one hateful family. I fire rockets, you fire rockets go ahead and destroy a hospital, a school, a town. God gave me this land, this sacred holy land. so, by the blood on my hand, you will not take this land. God gave this land to the Arabs, God gave this land to the Jews, God gave this land to me, and not to you. Is there a point to why we fight? Yes there is, no there's not. For us, war is for fun, a game and a sport. Whoever kills the most on either side, gets the prize of human lives.
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