Sangtekst: The Suicide Machines. Hating.

Hatred! A deadly disease, is flowing through the veins of every being on
the planet or so it seems. "Maybe you, not me" I see it clearly through the red film of my eyes that we must fight!

Prejudice! Our nation's biggest sickness, is taking place before our very
eyes. I'm just as guilty as the next and that I'll try to change.
Unfortunately some are as easily persuaded so we fight!

Fight hatred!


This doesn't have to be a physical war, erase the ignorance into which we were born. And yes this may become a violent fight, and we may never win but no one can ever say we didn't try.

So we fight!