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I feel a cold wind blowing through my racial soul

It´s a long forgotten wind that every man should know

The darkened sky looks forboding in its wake

Beyond the eyes of hurricanes, a storm about to break

A long forgotten wind, a long forgotten wind

Has started to blow again (through my racial soul)

A rising tide higher then before

Volcanic uprise beyond abandoned shores

A pale moon gazes gently up above

Bringing light to darkness, bringing hatred to my love

And that is why I say......

Someday, the rain will come again

And wash these bloodstained streets away...