Break down the fucking walls. They never kept us safe, just magnified our differences, sowed hate. A city swathed in flames, a country running on beliefs: this is not a war, it's another crusade.
I have laid a claim to a patch of real estate, and I would kill to get inside that place. Words of wisdom have let us down, it turns out what the world needs now isn't love, but rationality.
It's not the life that we're given, but ones we take, and the fact that we're fighting for a "king" who won't live again, that define the madness of a race gone wrong.
The human condition, the hate symptom.
from Crime City,
released January 22, 2015
Written and performed by Crime City.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Michael Kraushaar at Bully's Studios in New Westminster, British Columbia.