Can't You Feel It Can't You See It

The Promise Of Prosperity

It's Overwhelming You And Me

It Afflicts Us Like A Disease

Ubiquitous Compelling Too

We Cling To You Like Crazy Glue

And Inject Such A Potent Seed

It's Best For All Humanity

The Spread Of Culture

The Sword Of Progress

The Vector Of Suffrage

A Warm And Septic Breeze

The Pomp And Elation

The Duty And Vocation

The Blood Of The Hybrid

It's Just A Recipe

Re-living Our Ancestry

The Frightful Lack Of Harmony

Our Fore-fothers Who Led The Way

Their Victims Are Still Here Today

Now It's Time To Erase The Story

Of Our Bogus Fate

Our History As It's Portrayed

It's Just A Recipe For Hate