MASTER'BLIND' Darkness spreads in Bethlahem In a cowshed far away Savior of mankind smiles But Mary heard something... Of course It wasn't an Angel But was dressed like a saint Speaking in a distinctive way, He also had his guardian angel on his way Whatever you are,he said Your God might be born as poor and died as a King Remember Mary Never let your kid enter India Because Santa has been beaten into death By our party members Our blind followers In our land you are Bharatmata 's fosterkids only We will never let you in We will never share our mother We don't need our children married to yours because We own this land and invaders have no space here Christmas is here ,we know but be prepared for crucifixion Vanishing you is a piece of cake ,cause We don't need fosterkids Governance is power and students should be silent ALWAYS!! Whether in class or roads We have weapons and will not hesitate to smash yo...