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 desir