1.

I opened up the book,
Just to have a look.
I know what I will find,
The things we’ve tried to leave behind.
Things we thought was dead,
Have now started to spread.
We don’t know what to think,
Those people need a shrink.  

Chorus:
I’ve seened the things that you done,
I’ve seened the pain that you have brought.
And I start to bleed, yeah.

  2.
They march into schools,
Making their propaganda be the rules.
They tries to wash a brain,
A young kid goes insane.
With a cross on their chest,
and nasty tattoos their breast.
Hating everything that’s black,
except smoking the crack.

I turn away from you.