I still can't come to grips
Can't accept that this exists
Faith and history
Twists your knife of bigotry
Fear guides your way
A tradition without a place
Raising flags, burning crosses in the dark
A group of relics whose time is up
You'll never belong
Searching for relevance
Ruled by ignorance
Always one step back
Stuck in the past
Racing down a dead end road
Trying to escape the inevitable
Cloaked in shame, you call it pride
If you're so brave, why do you hide?
Cloaked in shame, you call it pride
If you're so brave, why do you hide?
