Dead Soul Tribe the love of hate

Light is glowing
Faintly showing
Burning like candle to light our way
Wind is blowing
Strong and growing
Trying to douse the flame
So darkness can prevail
Earth is turning
Slowly burning
No one learning history repeats itself
Hate can only create more hate
Hate can only create more hate
Flags are waving
Madmen raving
Jesus saving no one
So save yourself
Bullets raining
Blood is staining
Try explaining why we have come to this
People dying
Screaming, crying
No denying freedom
Does not exist
Bombs exploding
Guns unloading
Stones we're throwing
Fall to the killing field
Hate can only create more hate
Hate can only create more hate
Hate can only create more hate
Hate can only create more hate