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Cryptic Slaughter

Black and White

Violence throughout the land

Racial groups, they plan attack

I’m tired of white man’s crimes

It looks to be for good this time

Brother and brother

They kill one another

Without a real cause

Fight for what’s fair

For what’s really theirs

Only to get themselves lost

Whites took the land from the blacks

Killed their children to keep them back

Stole their land and shot their pride

Started up this useless fight

Riots start as whites flee

Their last chance to be free

Rocks fly throughout the skies

A gun is shot, a child dies