Greeted with an empty smile Look away as they crawl by Bitten by pity stricken kindness Crushed under others�vanity
Innocence knows not of manipulation Twisted forms express so well The simplicity that's not for sell Shining in their eyes
A gentleness unknown by most Prejudice will never see Our reflection in their mirror Can you see it clearer?
Weakness needs a place to hide A scapegoat to confide
Ignorance doesn't know itself Are you really alive?!!!!
Who would spite a man who gave himself freely If his skin was not for sell Would you take the time to stop and listen? Or would you turn away? retarded!?!!!!!!!!