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Walk with your head up high, march through that parade with pride, you and all your so-called friends. But don't let me get through and get my hands on you, I swear you'll be sorry for every life you took. What makes you believe that you're greater in any way? You're nothing but nazi haters. A klan of fucking haters. Social group of discontent. Slaves of their own hate. You're disregarding human rights. Haters, you're nothing more, nothing less. This song is dedicated to anyone who suffered. Fight back. It's time to show them what you're made of and be treated with respect. Put an end to all this mess. Swatzikas in klan robes. Frustrated, white and cold. You belong hanging by your throat