If we learned from pain I don't think the world would be the same
Haven't we suffered enough
Between Christ on the tree, crusades, and slavery
We've shed more than enough blood to fill this cup
And we'll still kill you if you're born with a different pigment than the norm
Cause we're afraid of what we don't see
Maybe that's why you hate gays and spent all your days
Immersed in pain, when it's love that will set us free
If we learned from death why are we all Macbeth's
Killing anyone that threatens our success
That we equate with a surplus, like our stocks of ammunition
Waiting on the next war to profit
I like to tell myself I'm different, but I'm a convict of my condition
Self medicating in attempts to forget
You said forgive they know not what they do, but I've seen this a time or two
No regard for women and a penchant for abuse
So I'll scream out why did you forsake thee
To the forest that lies before me
As I wait, to hear the rocks cry out