The Road

So show me your beginnings
Show me what you’ve made
A fool’s a fool no matter his belief in what he claims
So wear your sheets and wave your spears
Consolidate your tribes and fears
But we’re all got something in common
We’ve all of us afraid
We’re all blood brothers on a road to hate
Show me your contention
And I’ll show you it’s insane
this rise of this persecution for the color of a shape
So what the hell is wrong with you?
Can’t you see what not to do?
'Cause we’ve all got something in common
We’re all of us afraid
We’re all blood brothers on a road to hate
What will it take to end this fire that you feel?
Just give it up!
All these ways
It makes you feel out of place
We’re all blood brothers on a road to hate…