it's all in your hands
never find the right sign
I nearly slipped free but
wrong place, wrong time
I won't hate
what I've now come to
embrace
urged violence in every form
what must be counted
seems almost unprepared
special meaning state
for moderate leaders
take me away
wipe 'em all out clean
choked voice,
reaffirm your lack of faith
reinstate it's usage
and learn your own attacks
are in the hands of who refuse you
take a burning pledge, cover your skin