The question asked in order
To save her life or take it
The answer no to avoid death
The answer yes would make it, make it

Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger

All heads are bowed in silence
To remember her last sentence
She answered him knowing what would happen
Her last words still hanging in the air
(In the air)

Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
Say yes to pull the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger

How many will die?
I will die
I, I will say yes

Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
Say yes or pull the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Written on the bullet
And Cassie pulled the trigger
Do you believe in God?
Do you believe in God?
Do you believe in God?
And I will pull the trigger


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Cassie Lyrics as written by Sameer Bhattacharya Howard Benson

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    @ColumbineKid, it's best to leave religion out of the entire thing. You don't believe in god, I do. The next person may, or may not. I do agree with the fact that Eric and Dylan were wronged, they didn't deserve the treatment they got... Ok, so the hate would have been building up inside, lots of hate, the desire to hurt. Hurt in a way that things'll never be the same again. On top of that... thrill. They must've been thrilled at the thought of doing something that no one else had ever thought they were capable of. But you don't kill that way, do you? If you don't like something, if you're wronged, or even just feel that way, you speak up for your rights. You don't let it build up on the inside until it gets uncontrollable. Then you're just a destructo-machine which sucks in all the happiness around you. You take lives... kill... leave them bleeding in a corner.... It's pretty much a dead end..... And then you wake up, your senses just seem to be working again... But by then, it's too late... By then, you become your own death, by then, it's time for the end, the end which you bring upon yourself. I'm guessing that's what happened to Harris. He felt remorse, he seemed to be hot-blooded and passionate... from what I gather, Klebold was just totally imbalanced and he enjoyed himself thoroughly while killing. Real psychiatrist imbalanced, I mean. But c'mon, they weren't martyred by our society alone. They died of hate... the hate they had inside them... They died of.... themselves...

    Rockrox4everon May 09, 2010   Link

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