smell of darkness
Call us demon for the life we live
Dont you see all the hate people give
All the white to the black to asian to the knight
Dont you see the freedom we're trying to fight
Mexicans too dont worry i didnt forget about you
Why dont we come together and make a crew
Fight in this danm thing we call hell
Maybe we'll find a wishing well
Wishing all this hate to dissapear
One day the air might be clear
As our demons die
And our angels will soon one day fly
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