White Feathers Songtext
von Dischord

Sick with hate
In the city of love tonight
Blackpool tower′s burning
Red, Blue and White
If we know what's wrong
And we know we′re right
Why do we become the things we fight?

There's a riot in my mind
And a riot on the streets
We reel from horror
Then we bay for more
There's violence in my heart
And violence in the East
We cheer the body count
Like a football score

Peace or war?
War or Peace?


I want to fight
And spit forth distain
But every trait that I despise
Festers in my brain

If we don′t forgive
Then we′re stuck here in hell
The fight to overcome
Is a battle with yourself

There's hatred in my soul
For all my enemies
Shell-shocked in stalemate
Now and evermore

Peace or war?
War or Peace?

And here comes Emeine Pankhurst
Waving white feathers in my face
But we have reclaimed
The tools of recruitment and shame