Violator - Colors Of Hate lyrics

Beneath the streets, A common man is caged, Tormented and mortified. Subjected to intense hurt and mental shock, Horrified by a brutality He can't understand. Tortured Suffering to confess The crime Not match their impress Colors of Hate Aggression based on skin coler. Disgusted to realize racial intolerance. Discrimination is a tool of the machine. Oppression A scar that never heal Racism A brand ripped in flesh Colors of Hate Prejudice is the gun that guarantee That we (already) live in a divided society All the pain, all misery, has a history And the past and its hate can't be erased Colors of Hate