Division Songtext
von Truth Grip

Every hate crime against minorities is an act of cowardice
A weapon of the weak-minded
A disease spread by those in power
Who profit from fear

DIVISION
DIVISION

They spread their disease
Poison everything
Full of anger, full of rage
THIS IS THE TWIST OF FATE

Divided streets, divided minds
United only by the bottom line
Pessimistic, clenched fists tight
They cash in every time we fight

WE FIGHT


Forever possessors
Dismantle what they built

They need us scared
They need us split
They need an enemy
So we don′t see the remedy

Divide and conquer

Hate is a business
Fear is the tool
Minorities blamed all
By cowards and fools
This world's not broken by accident
It′s built this way: Intentional

This is a never ending game

DIVISION


Forever possessors
Dismantle what they built
Divide and conquer
This is a never ending game