Warning by Inquisition
I�d rather die cold
Than stand by your fires and be warmed by a lie
Warmed by a lie
I watch you put your hand inside a leader�s hand
You bring out what hatred promises
And the comfort is a parasite
See the comfort is a parasite
And I�d rather die young
Than grow old knowing I let you sicken this world
How can we justify this idea of race
When hatred and culture wear the same face
Justify this idea of race
No, no, no, no, no
Warning
Sell no fear
Put love within one body
One blood, one skin
Sell no fear
Put love within one body
One blood, one skin
This is a warning to the Nazi boy
And it�s a warning to a Nazi boy
Calling you out you are a Nazi boy
Whatever clothes you may hide
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