Beneath the streets A common man is caged Tormented and mortified
Subjected to intense hurt and mental shock Horrified by a brutality He can't understand
Tortured Suffering to confess The crime Not match their impress
Colors of hate
Aggression based on skin coler Disgusted to realize racial intolerance Discrimination is a tool of the machine
Oppression A scar that never heal Racism A brand ripped in flesh
Colors of hate
Prejudice is the gun that guarantee That we (already) live in a divided society All the pain, all misery, has a history And the past and its hate can't be erased
