Devotion
Cloaked in a layer of thick frost
To this world we're morally lost

Hate is unwise
Fueled by poison in disguise
It is unkind
Too scared to move beyond this state of mind

Stripped of all knowledge and of pride
A turning point of new is nigh

Hate is unwise
Fueled by poison in disguise
It is unkind
Too scared to move beyond this state of mind