Hope For The Dying

Acceptance
Stand tall, we are surrounded by hatred Left to defend our rights and wrongs We're segregated to other worlds Classified as the blind We are part of the living breathing And we are not the only ones We are more than self-righteous patrons And we are not the only ones Shattered, we must pick up the pieces Misrepresented and libeled Decorated with shame I am appalled At the animosity we have created I am appalled Look at all we have become Look at all we have become We are part of the living breathing And we are not the only ones We are more than self-righteous patrons And we are not the only ones From Letras Mania