Suicide Machines, The
Текст песни Hating

Hatred! A spreading disease, is flowing throught the veins of
every being on
the planet or so it seems. "Maybe you, not me" I see it clearly
through the
red film of my eyes that we must fight!

Prejudice! Our nation's biggest sickness, is taking place before our very
eyes. I'm just as guilty as the next and that I'll try to change.
Unfortunately some are as easily persuaded so we fight!

Fight hatred!

This doesn't have to be a physical war, erase the ignorance into
which we were
born. And yes this may become a violent fight, and we may never
win but no one
can ever say we didn't try.

So we fight!