Hate
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Bill Cantrell
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On the razors edge of ominous fear
I never felt so all alone
I shed a last tear,
From my bones
There is a place in time and space
Where face to face we see our fate
I tried to make a world of love,
by gathering all man's hate
After dotting all the I's,
and crossing all the T's
The hate then showed it's bloody teeth,
then turned its eyes to me
It is true we would change the world,
if only we had means for peace
Oceans of blood is our history,
and sadly it chooses to increase
And as it starts devouring me,
I come to realize
The tear I shed from my bones,
Is hates most precious prize
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