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  1. Come Home

Come Home

Where are you now my brother?
Where is this place you dwell?
The people who have brought you here,
What vision did they sell?

They've brought you to a hellish place
Where you're consumed by thoughts of race.
Your heart is harder than a stone.
Come home. Come home.

Once, in your days of youth
Love still dwelt in your heart.
Back then you knew the awful truth:
That hate tears us apart.

Now killing folks makes sense to you.
You've lost the innocence you knew.
No longer through dark places roam.
Come home. Come home.

Your anger keeps on growing.
Where will your hatred end?
One day you'll be alone, not knowing
If you have a friend.

Like Robespierre, you'll come to know
That hate will kill you even though
You grew in it like earthy loam.
Come home. Come home.

Your place here is still open,
Our love for you unchanged.
We're waiting for you hoping
You don't want to be estranged.

Give up your arrogance, your pride,
And fan that spark of love inside.
No longer live in hate, alone.
Come home. Come home.