Prophecies Of A Poor Man by Product Of Waste
We need to stop killing each other you're only murdering your brother so many lives gone to waste we have an enemy to face. Our only hope is to unite if not the end is in sight our only hope is to unite we have an enemy to fight. Hope for the best, prepare for the worse on the defense, let them move first Just keep a righteous cause on your back have the moral high ground, wait for them to attack. Our only hope is to unite if not the end is in sight our only hope is to unite one day we all gotta stand up and fucking fight we gotta stick together, if we don't were gonna fall. We gotta stick together, they wanna kill us all