You who scribble on walls with your miniscule minds you who make midnight calls you who rattle my blinds the violence you preach is the core of your creed you don't speak for me. You call yourselve patriots swastikas style You feed on the fear of t he ignorant child But there's no love of n ations or people or land In the hatred behind your smile And you don't speak for me You don't speak for me I've seen where you come from I've seen where you lead Its a posionous fruit that grows from your seed You stir up the hatred behind your smile Well You don't speak for me. You who slaughter free creatures and then call it sport you proudly display the corpses you've shot you talk about freedom rights and control well you don't speak for me. You who posion the airwaves with your Genghis Khan views you broadcast your bios and call it the news you say that you speak for the millions out there and deny that you're lighting a dangerous fuse you don't speak for me. You don't speak f