We can change There is nothing good to say about a massacre Grant me serenity to accept what was
Courage to change the things I can Wisdom to always tell the difference
All races All colors One future
Please be advised against the blood that resides within Baby make a way for our color blind generation (everything was beautiful and nothing hurt) (no more salt poured on this gaping wound)
We cannot change the past so we make way for our future
Take a trip into the cellar of a slaughterhouse The children still, the women in line The smell of blood haunts this roomTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.