The hatesong

How can a feeling move some people?

Maybe a soul can’t rest this way

But doesn’t matter, it’s running in our veins

And I will spit it on you

Red rain falling down, rain that burns your skin

The unspeakable being speaking surprises in your ears

Red rain falls down, rain is burning your skin

Speaking the unspeakable surprising even god

The heart of storm beating faster, more violent

Red drops reach the ground and it sounds like a melody

Like a symphony of hate played around all the earth

The uncommon storm won’t let chance to repose

A feeling older as love, a feeling you know more than love

And what you fear… now it’s back

Bleeding acts seeds scattered everywhere

See hate acts seeds scattered everywhere

We’re condemned, everyone, to hate

How can a feeling move some people?

Maybe a soul can’t rest this way

There’s no other poison in our veins

So this condemns everyone to practice the hate

We practice the hate