Letra de Cheyenne

An infant reared on hatred never learns to hold diversity inviolate While so-called maralists proclaim they've got the test To monitor the ways our love's expressed So just think it through Hatred is the stillborn child of ignorance and boredom Such a narrow view Means seeds of tolerance are sown by those who can't afford them What wiil you do? It's not too late for you to change your xenophobic point of view Now your pontifications leave us draped in disbelief Why should we suffer for the fear that's undearneath If we could learn to cherish what sets us apart Keep love instead of fear within our hearts So just think it through Hatred is the stillborn child of ignorance and boredom Such a narrow view Means seeds of tolerance are sown by those who can't afford them What wiil you do? It's not too late for you to change your xenophobic point of view Big fucking man contestant in a freak show So quick to terrorize someone you hardly know Don't see the pain when will you realize That love is never wrong just learn to empathize