Текст песни Diablo Swing Orchestra - The Age of Vulture Culture

Take all my honour and throw me awaySpit on me, tell me I do not belong hereHaunt me and make me run for my lifeSet my home on fire and burn it down to ashMeet my eyes or look away nowNo love is hiding behind those wordsI beg 'cause of exclusionAnd dream a distant dreamWhere insensibility is historyLet us love, let us beRelease and set us freeTo find us a place to call our ownOnce a thought in a mindNow it's labelled genocideTo find us a place to call our homeFight for a place to call our ownYou give me nothing more than just liesWrapped up in those beautiful wordsHaunt me and make me a fugitive searching for dignity

They say "you've got yourself to blame!"Take my hand or turn away nowTell a story so they can hearFor those who run because of persecutionAnd dream a distant dreamWhere insensibility is historyLet us love, let us beRelease and set us freeTo find us a place to call our ownOnce a thought in a mindNow it's labelled genocideTo find us a place to call our homeFight for a place to call our ownNow sleepThe world I know is callousThey blame the people they don't knowAwake in times of deceptionAnd dream a distant dreamWhere insensibility is history
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