You're hunted down like game
Every time your face appears
It's like logic disappears
In the mind of caucasian

The devil in them awakens
Their thirst for fresh blood
Reawakens, their heart's
Drops because of the rush

It experience, some even suffer
Cardiac arrest because of
The drive to kill an innocent
Soul, 400+ years it was through

Their eyes only but today with
So many eyes...