They must be made to understand that,
We will never reevaluate our views
based on new evidence.
We will never share our warmth.
We will never loosen our grip on the
grave.
Choking the infant silent to death,
Our skin raw with rape,
Our skin raw with rape,
Our hands heavy with blood,
Our tongues loose with ignorance.
And when we smile it's red, white, and
blue.
The dark ones in the shadows lurking,
While we eat and grow slow.
The dark ones in the shadows laughing,
While we stumble and rise high.
They must be made to understand that,
They must be made to understand that,
We will never compromise our sense of
vengeance.
We will never give up our chains.
We will never abandon our belief in
violence.
Pressing the girl down to the dust,
Our flesh slick with tears,
Our fist firm with indignation,
Our mouths open with hate.
And when we smile it's red, white, and
blue.
The dark ones in the shadows waiting,
While we waste and slip into sleep.
The dark ones in the shadows watching,
While we huddle and mummer prayers.
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