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Hate Crime

Babylon Mystery Orchestra
Pity, pity, pity me

The wretched moan incessantly

They justify their thievery

Saying pity, pity, pity me

Scorns every decent thought

What menace has he wrought?

Lies and slander twist in knots

Delusion is all he's got

Always the same old cry

Pity those who terrorize

The vermin screams "equal rights"

And wickedness is legalized

Always he's managed to find

Allies of a simple mind

No, they don't realize

They're just used to spread his lies

Set upon each other's throats

Full of rage and hate

To kill and maim for a cause in which they have no stake!

Pity, pity pity me

The wretched moan incessantly

They justify their thievery

Saying pity, pity pity me

I don't owe you sympathy

Don't expect a thing from me

You're a living, breathing, blasphemy

You're what you chose to be!

Hate Crime

Thought crime

Your Crime

Is a hate crime

He's free enough to find

Loathsome words that twist the mind

Evade and redefine

And order is undermined

Lacking self-discipline

Fools will shed their tears for him

For in the game of false oppression

The victim always wins