New Colossal Hate - Live
The mother of exiles stands there weeping
As her children tear themselves apart
Knives are out, her thoughts are bleeding
Blood runs down her welcoming arms
Her feral brood has turned neglectful
The chains she broke are rusting closed
Imprisoned lightning burns forgetful
Spoiled blind to the light that she holds
Lash the tired and kill the poor
The huddled masses ram the door
The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Hate arises
Like brazen giants with conquering limbs
The herd manifesting all that she despised
Childish amnesia born of privilege
Selfish mob commits matricide
Her mild gaze gone stern, fire in her eyes
Watching her dreams turn into dust
The beacon dropped, her hand raised up to strike
Cast them homeless into the tempest
Lash the tired and kill the poor
The coddled masses slam the golden door
The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Out of one a warring many
Dirty mirror shows the enemy
New colossal hate arises
Broken hope
The melting pot is melting down
A pool of slag on poisoned ground
Choking from the venom's sting
Pull the fangs, let freedom ring
(Let it ring)
The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Out of one a warring many
Dirty mirror shows the enemy
New colossal hate arises
Hate arises
Hate arises
Ow!
As her children tear themselves apart
Knives are out, her thoughts are bleeding
Blood runs down her welcoming arms
Her feral brood has turned neglectful
The chains she broke are rusting closed
Imprisoned lightning burns forgetful
Spoiled blind to the light that she holds
Lash the tired and kill the poor
The huddled masses ram the door
The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Hate arises
Like brazen giants with conquering limbs
The herd manifesting all that she despised
Childish amnesia born of privilege
Selfish mob commits matricide
Her mild gaze gone stern, fire in her eyes
Watching her dreams turn into dust
The beacon dropped, her hand raised up to strike
Cast them homeless into the tempest
Lash the tired and kill the poor
The coddled masses slam the golden door
The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Out of one a warring many
Dirty mirror shows the enemy
New colossal hate arises
Broken hope
The melting pot is melting down
A pool of slag on poisoned ground
Choking from the venom's sting
Pull the fangs, let freedom ring
(Let it ring)
The new colossal hate arises
Savage ways, old horizons
Out of one a warring many
Dirty mirror shows the enemy
New colossal hate arises
Hate arises
Hate arises
Ow!
Credits
Writer(s): John Campbell, Will Adler, David Randall Blythe, Mark Morton
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