Paroles de Segregate (Black Stone)

Stench of ignorance Floods the air I breathe With a vile excuse That they don’t feel Am I an extremist? This is the legacy they left I inherit the pollution Of the culture they created This the cancer to eradicate My answer wont be kind And we wont tolerate The unjust and unfair To every innocent their freedom To the guilty, infinite pain To the slave, freedom To the captor, punishment Would you ever deny What happened in the world war Then you shouldn’t look away The pain you inflict onto them Corpses hanging head down This carnage, I refuse to be part Morbid smile, sharps the knife Enough to quench this bloodbath