How wind storms so violently, how peace finds no place.
How danger seems to look you right in the face.
So how do you stay alive in a world with so much hate?
How colors seem to fade.
How I see that look that look on your face.
How do you find a place
when wars never fade and the dark keeps you awake?
Will hate ever fall and bring peace to us all
in a world with so much hate?
You hate the world until it falls to the ground
then realize it was great but that’s what happens
to a world with so much hate.