Anger as sharp as the broken glass
Burning cars and tear gas
Every race riot--is the last one
A dying culture´s final gasp

Every decade--yet no one learns
And it´s always their own homes they burn
Crushed by a quorum-driven-state machine
A nation´s will, cannot be turned

Memories lost in a nation´s sleep
In the dreams of contented sheep
Can we ever hope to find solutions
When our country has sold the Constitution

All too wrong to be right
The answer´s there, we just lack the sight
Race wars fed by prejudice and fright
The love of a nation for its people
burned through the night

Monochrome blood sport--we never tire
So many things feed the fires
To repeat History--a world conspires
So many years have fed the desires