The Sad History Of The World by Ventana
We always catch on late
After we hurt the ones who care
And then we cry for ages
Yet we never learn to share
The teachings of our fallen heroes
To those who are different
We just repeat this deadly cycle
And become abhorrent
This is it, this is how we sealed our fate
By our hate, by our choice to discriminate
Every messenger we shall incriminate
We bleed the freak and then suffer from our mistake
What we need is some faith and discipline
We need to wash all this innocent blood off our skin
Access the ignorance, the secrets, the lies, and the sin
Reflect on errors of the past and let a future begin
We are monkeys with ammo
Nothing advanced more
We are a needy f**king species
We are dogs of war
Jesus Christ and Pontius Pilate
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