Black Kristallnacht

white knight attend your celebration

drink and laugh and dance

white knight enjoy your privilege 

with your skin, it's built to last

 

white knight argue with the king of the foreign land

in whose castle you are a guest

and taunt him to become a beast

he'll leave the fight, you're the madman left

 

white knight ignite the black king's towers

his guests will start a stampede

fleeing from the house of fire

and the gunshots in the street

 

white knight have no consideration 

for the children you will slay

you are no longer a stranger to arson

but because of your skin, you will get away

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